Turned me to the Villain Now I really be sinning Got me grinning The way your whole world spinning He switched Like Bewitched Die in a ditch You fucked up bitch You hide behind a lie Why’d she have to die I’m the “bad guy” I gotta tattoo on my thigh I cried You got fried The downside Y’all are allied Hit me like a landslide The way you glide Psh bitch lied You a fly Why you try? How you get by? Nigga, Don’t you cry? I snapped No cap Bitch got slapped He prolly handicapped Pulled up where he at Like cat in the hat Didn’t need the bat We ain’t wit dat No time to prepare Think he need some air It was only fair Nobody cared You should take the plea Cuz I’m spillin’ the tea Done planted the seed Nigga, Did yo nose bleed? Tried to run away Talk about betray Everything’s hearsay? Okay, I’ll play Third times the charm That’s cause for alarm Really acting sus You’ll get cuffed Now you tryna test me Yo girl lookin’ hefty Is you a leftie? Hey, Where’s your bestie? Check your shoulder Cuz I’m getting colder You not too far Bitch, I got the car I got bold Coming back ninefold That bitch sold but You shoulda got white gold Play your cards Been tryna act hard But we on guard You won’t get far Five deep Put that Nigga to sleep I’m a black sheep What’s there to keep? Got nothing to loose Done told them fools Been tryna act cool Fuck the golden rule Think he saw stars Needa be behind bars Went down hard Have fun at the courtyard Take him to the body shop Cause that Nigga got his shit rocked He got brain damage That’s an advantage Out cold That shit was gold Must be delusional Not computable You should confess Seems like a stress Why you so pressed? Take the lie detector test Just one glance We had the chance Put him in a trance Got blood on his pants Smokin on them plants Boy what was that stance Slurring words , Vision blurred I don’t care what you heard He lie like Amber Turd Ran from opps Put down the top No cop No stop Driving fast cars They think we superstars Smoking on cigars Looking at the stars You’d think I’m on Mars The way I be spitting bars Famous overnight That shit ain’t right Wasn’t down to fight So we got him a flight First class ticket Crushed him like a cricket Say you got the video No, but for real though Can you send it We split the profits I got the screenshots They connect the dots I’m shooting my shot To destroy your plot What about getting popped? You can get yo shit rocked You already getting stalked Bet you got my gun cocked I got your address I’ll let you process Not tryna obsess It’s a work in progress I have what I need I hope you plead So let’s proceed (Oh and) Thanks for stalking my feed Came out on top Plan was a flop Above the cops Yo, You still like that coffee shop?