Super Villian

Lyrics
[Intro] They sinning, on God They sinning, on God, don't say shit They sinning, on God, yeah They know I'm gon' ride, I don't take shit [Verse 1] Niggas keep on coming with that hot shit I got shooters in the back with that Glock stick Lay 'em down, leave a mess, fuck that mop shit Any mean, know what that mean, we gon' rock shit (Yeah) Niggas keep on talkin' with that lip shit 'Til I rock 'em out they socks with that kickflip Niggas runnin' to the 'Gram on that bitch shit But when they see me, they be wanna take a flick shit Now they all on my dick like, "Let's fix it" I ain't Bob, dumb nigga, I don't fix it I got your bitch askin' me what I'm mixed with I told 'em fuck what they say, I'm from the district I told 'em get fuck from 'round me with that fake shit I hear them talkin', they be talkin' all that gang shit They like, "ShowGreat, where you been?" On vacation I been puttin' in that work in that late shift Blue MCM bag, fuck that Bape shit I got bags, in my bag, goin' apeshit Niggas pressin' buttons like I play shit They say they lookin' for me, nigga, make arrangements [Chorus] Pull up in that foreign with no plates yet Side showing off the lot on my Bay shit Two hundred on the dash, I ain't raced yet (ShowGreat) ShowGreat the squad, ain't no brakes here (Uh) [Verse 2] Hold up, nigga, let me make a rain check Last time I checked, they ain't make it rain yet I got a hundred in the safe, I ain't rain yet Make it rain, make it rain, Mr. Rainman Tell them niggas I ain't nothin' to play with Y'all got stripes? Then why the fuck you ain't on Gangland? I got shot, they like, "Watch who you hang with" Next nigga trip, I'm leavin' 'em like hangman (Facts) Who the hottest nigga in your top ten? It ain't me? What's your 'Gram? Bitch, you blocked then Every time they shut me out, bitch, I pop in It ain't safe, I'm on the beat, look who dropped in (ShowGreat) Niggas walk around like they hot shit Runnin' 'round tellin' stories like they pop shit They don't like me, gotta love me, got no option Niggas fake, they fugazi, gotta watch them Three chains on my neck with my wrist pop That bitch ain't got shoes, I make that bitch kick rocks Sob story, talkin' 'bout she don't give top (Fuck) How that bitch gon' say no when I'm this hot? (Bitch) Pull up on that nigga on his blck Balenciagas look like socks, nigga, get socked This shit ain't over 'til ShowGreat say this shit stop And they be subbing on the 'Gram, niggas pissed off (Fuck y'all niggas) [Outro] They sinning, on God They sinning, on God, don't say shit They sinning, on God, yeah They know I'm gon' ride, I don't take shit ShowGreat the squad, nigga When they see that red balloon, they know who comin' Stop playin'
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Credits
- Writers
- Steven G