The Villain

Lyrics

[Intro] Broad day with the SK [Chorus: Supawassi] I talk to God but I feel like the devil We wrap bands around your mental I rock VLONE but I'm around killers We wipe your nose and take your dinners I miss my dog, ain't seen him in a minute Sometimes you gotta play the villain We came from shootouts in the trenches Tool in his mouth like I'm a dentist We catch a body, ain't no repentin' We bust his head like a watermelon My dog sick, he need a veteran Back of the XD got eleven VVS diamonds, I can't blend in Came from stoleys, now it's foreign She wanna battry me and cronem 'cause we blowin' [Verse 1: Burna Bandz] Came from stoley, now it's foreign That free smoke, what he can't afford We don't hesitate, just pull the cord Niggas suicidal like my doors Fuck a nigga talkin' 'bout? He want war On your block shoppin' just like we on Bloor His next stop gon' be the morgue Then we gonna post right back on the North And all this drip, oh, yeah, it's foreign Before we blew up, bitches been goin' Bro was in the trap, feds kicked the door in All he wanted was to stack them Bordens If they was outside, we would be scorin' Timid in traffic 'cause I'm important No cheque gang, feds are behind me, I'm floorin' Glock twenty-three like Jordan Take a nigga out his glory Take a nigga out his prime Bro got a few bodies on him He say he still talk to God Drippin' just like a pond Hard to blend in when these VV's shine Got him watchin' like TV time Lose your mind if you reach for mine [Chorus: Supawassi] I talk to God but I feel like the devil We wrap bands around your mental I rock VLONE but I'm around killers We wipe your nose and take your dinners I miss my dog, ain't seen him in a minute Sometimes you gotta play the villain We came from shootouts in the trenches Tool in his mouth like I'm a dentist We catch a body, ain't no repentin' We bust his head like a watermelon My dog sick, he need a veteran Back of the XD got eleven VVS diamonds, I can't blend in Came from stoleys, now it's foreign She wanna battry me and cronem 'cause we blowin' [Verse 2: Supawassi] Uh, if it's rickety rackades, we at your neck We wipe your nose 'bout a cheque We don't spin your block, we bend My Backwoods full of your dead friends Compact Glizzy leave you drenched Why-S take you out like The Keg Sellin' everything on the list just like Craig My Wassas heartless like Polo G I seen a hundred at sixteen We wipe you down just like we clean Might drop a nigga like some lean Those SI's, those ain't VVS Wassas flip you in your dreams To kill, we don't need a beam I get her wet, I make her cream My youngins sick, got a disease Fuck the opps, we make 'em bleed Don't fuck with rats but I like cheese On my neck, a quarter key I press a brick like Press Machine If it's not Glizzy, it's XD I'm ballin' like I'm in the league [Chorus: Supawassi] I talk to God but I feel like the devil We wrap bands around your mental I rock VLONE but I'm around killers We wipe your nose and take your dinners I miss my dog, ain't seen him in a minute Sometimes you gotta play the villain We came from shootouts in the trenches Tool in his mouth like I'm a dentist We catch a body, ain't no repentin' We bust his head like a watermelon My dog sick, he need a veteran Back of the XD got eleven VVS diamonds, I can't blend in Came from stoleys, now it's foreign She wanna battry me and cronem 'cause we blowin' [Outro: Supawassi] She wanna battry me and cronem 'cause we blowin'