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andy berry - villains lyrics
[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 sh_t talking, b_tch trust me i’m immune
i got 1 duffle full of millions
i got 2 bad b_tches 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 sh_t talking b_tch trust me i’m immune
i got 1 duffle full of millions
i got 2 bad b_tches 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 f_ck 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
b_tch from tampa
dirty like diana
cokе like panda
blow me like a candle
hold your b_tch 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 f_ck on your b_tch then p_ss 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 sh_t talking b_tch trust me i’m immune
i got 1 duffle full of millions
i got 2 bad b_tches 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 sh_t talking b_tch trust me i’m immune
i got 1 duffle full of millions
i got 2 bad b_tches 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 b_tch 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
b_tches 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, b_tches love my d_ck
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 sh_t talking b_tch trust me i’m immune
i got 1 duffle full of millions
i got 2 bad b_tches look like villains
count to 3 don’t care about your opinion
4 pills my head was through the ceiling
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