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Villains

by Addy Berry

on Villains (2018)

[Chorus]
I got bags of gas I'm flying to the moon
More weed than the plug we drowning in loot
Yeah I'm geeked up, but my rapping's still on tune
To your shit talking, bitch trust me I'm immune
I got 1 duffle full of millions
I got 2 bad bitches look like villains
Count to 3 don't care about your opinion
4 pills my head was through the ceiling
I got bags of gas I'm flying to the moon
More weed than the plug we drowning in loot
Yeah I'm geeked up, but my rapping's still on tune
To your shit talking bitch trust me I'm immune
I got 1 duffle full of millions
I got 2 bad bitches look like villains
Count to 3 don't care about your opinion
4 pills my head was through the ceiling
[Verse 1]
I just made 150 while on lockdown
She wanna fuck now because Lil Berry hot now
Smoking so much ganja like a rasta
Hitting the puff bar while she scrеaming faster
Rolls Royce Phantom
Moving through Atlanta
Bitch from Tampa
Dirty like Diana
Cokе like panda
Blow me like a candle
Hold your bitch for ransom
Something you can't handle
You don't want to mess with me
We fill you with holes, my guns automatic
I ain't wasting no more time
I fuck on your bitch then piss on my patek
Stacking up all these racks
I dress up the spot, I'm upping my status
Geeked up I always am
I love me some lean, I love me some xannies


[Chorus]
I got bags of gas I'm flying to the moon
More weed than the plug we drowning in loot
Yeah I'm geeked up, but my rapping's still on tune
To your shit talking bitch trust me I'm immune
I got 1 duffle full of millions
I got 2 bad bitches look like villains
Count to 3 don't care about your opinion
4 pills my head was through the ceiling
I got bags of gas I'm flying to the moon
More weed than the plug we drowning in loot
Yeah I'm geeked up, but my rapping's still on tune
To your shit talking bitch trust me I'm immune
I got 1 duffle full of millions
I got 2 bad bitches look like villains
Count to 3 don't care about your opinion
4 pills my head was through the ceiling
[Verse 3]
Rolling up and we smoking by the pool
Her friend is with me she wants to go to my room
Don't play with us, you don't want to catch the fumes
We smoke too loud, neighbors want to call the blues
She want to try and she asks me what it do
I said shawty just be cool, just like hitting from a juul
She had a good trip, as soon as she popped that bean
You know that bitch got wetter than a pool
Popping wheelies in a motorcycle
You don't want to mess with me, we stir the lean up with a rifle
Bitches on my bed posted like Jordan but I ain't no Michael
Lil Berry best rapper in 504 you know I hold that title
I got enemies, lots of enemies
Like Drake, I got energy, bitches love my dick
I'm on ecstasy, money coming in
Mushrooms in Berlin you know I'm sticking with AP


[Chorus]
I got bags of gas I'm flying to the moon
More weed than the plug we drowning in loot
Yeah I'm geeked up, but my rapping's still on tune
To your shit talking bitch trust me I'm immune
I got 1 duffle full of millions
I got 2 bad bitches look like villains
Count to 3 don't care about your opinion
4 pills my head was through the ceiling