Banks - Villain Lyrics

BANK$!
Woah woah woah (gas!)
Yeah yeah yeah (gas gas!)
Breezy Bank$ (gang gang hay!)
Gang gang gang gang (hay!)

Third eye yeah it shine bright see the fakes hiding in the room
It's breezy my nigga good gas hit like boom
Straight from the womb been killin since noon
It's 2019 all you phony's is doomed and believe me
Coming for all of the smoke hope you niggas can see me
Been up for days birthday in may keep a tech for the fakes they tryna deceive me

Never i frown rolling some green i got goonz in my town (in my town)
All of my niggaz we gettin litty in the back of the truck with pounds
Spitting rap better f*ck with my sound (no cap!)
We can't see said her boyfriend in town but i think he a clown (aye!)
Heard of my name say she tryna see me but i hope that she thick and she down

I spazz i reminisce (hay!)
Little niggas chill at genesis (hay!)
Ahead of my time i'm limitless (hay!)
Need me a woman with benefits (hay!)

I hop in the booth with my nigga shaun and he ready to spazz (spazz,spazz)
Bring all the woman who down for the night they shaking they ass (ass,ass)
You can't hang with the gang look like scraps
Acting corny your lyrics are wack yeah that's fact she pushing it back (hay!)
You fugazi you smoking on crack try not to attack all my hoodies are black (black)

And most of these niggaz is dead shots to the head really you pitiful (brr brr!)
Never see me when i'm slippin you niggaz fugazi your pops is a criminal (why)
Like i said all my lyrics are literal (fly)
She bad she suck on my genitals (suck on it)
Tryna run up on the gang you bitches is waved the damage is minimal
Long nights sipping tea in your hood i mix it up look like mineral (hay)
Steady watching all your moves (watchin it)
God on my side imma general

See the flick of the wrist i'm chopping bricks in the kitchen whippin look like stir fry (whippin it)
New phone who dis facetime wifi he a dead guy (dead)
Scotty pimpin with the mack 11 water drippin on me take a high five (five!)
I put all my bitches on activis (activis) now she grippin on her thigh (yeah)

Loud i'm up on the ceiling (loud!)
I think that i'm blind or dead (i wonder)
Bring all the beautiful women (all the hoes)
As long as you dropping some head (droppin it)
You can't even pull the trigger my nigga you lame i said what i said (i said it)
2019 yeah i'm killin
Shoot at the opps dot on ya head (brr)

My jacket is black i'm julio jones i think imma villian
Flipping sacks with my niggaz i'm cool with my fingers i handle my business(brr,hay!)
You better watch out cause i'm coming(damn) i put you on mute(shh!!)
Walked in with your bitch i ain't sorry my niigga she blew like a flute

Hay be be! (hay!,hay!)

Damn breezy
That's so hard my nigga oh my ghad oh my ghad damn nigga like
Did you cook this shit like right now my nigga holy shit that shit fire bro
(Hollon hollon it's not a freestyle)
BANK$