Yea
Villain, Villain
Yea
Just gimme the beat ima eat
The kid ain't been sober for weeks
This pain done turned me to a beast
I be tired but I can't go to sleep
I'm too busy chasing my dreams
Skinny jeans but my pockets obese
You broke boy that shit a disease
I met a girl from Atlanta
Cake, pretty face thats a tandem
Got me rethinking my standards
Shaking that ass witcho hands up
You know ima sucker for dancers
But I ain't no sucka my bands up
This glock in my waist hold my pants up
So if you want smoke you get cancer
She said it ain't sweet no more
She tired of these niggas she don't wanna be a freak no more
I'd treat u like a queen if u want
But I ain't gon beg girl that really ain't me no more
Just know that I could spoil you in the process
Put Gucci and Chanel all on your body
I think I'll be hung up on your ass until the day I'm calling you my shawty
Treat you like a motherf*cking princess
Only if you honest and committed
Baby I can't save you I'm the villain
Promise its some good in my intentions though
I mean it
But u gota understand I been fighting some demons
So if somebody cross me then I'm coming back wit that fire like a phoenix
Addicted to cash 19 years I been fiending
I'm up every night 'til its light I be scheming
Whole lotta potential in you and I see it
Whatever you wanna be you can be it
Just gimme the beat ima eat
The kid ain't been sober for weeks
This pain done turned me to a beast
I be tired but I can't go to sleep
I'm too busy chasing my dreams
Skinny jeans but my pockets obese
You broke boy that shit a disease
I met a girl from Atlanta
Cake, pretty face thats a tandem
Got me rethinking my standards
Shaking that ass witcho hands up
You know ima sucker for dancers
But I ain't no sucka my bands up
This glock in my waist hold my pants up
So if you want smoke you get cancer
Mac Villain - Girl from Atlanta Lyrics
Mac Villain - Girl from Atlanta Lyrics
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Yea
Villain, Villain
Yea
Just gimme the beat ima eat
The kid ain't been sober for weeks
This pain done turned me to a beast
I be tired but I can't go to sleep
I'm too busy chasing my dreams
Skinny jeans but my pockets obese
You broke boy that shit a disease
I met a girl from Atlanta
Cake, pretty face thats a tandem
Got me rethinking my standards
Shaking that ass witcho hands up
You know ima sucker for dancers
But I ain't no sucka my bands up
This glock in my waist hold my pants up
So if you want smoke you get cancer
She said it ain't sweet no more
She tired of these niggas she don't wanna be a freak no more
I'd treat u like a queen if u want
But I ain't gon beg girl that really ain't me no more
Just know that I could spoil you in the process
Put Gucci and Chanel all on your body
I think I'll be hung up on your ass until the day I'm calling you my shawty
Treat you like a motherf*cking princess
Only if you honest and committed
Baby I can't save you I'm the villain
Promise its some good in my intentions though
I mean it
But u gota understand I been fighting some demons
So if somebody cross me then I'm coming back wit that fire like a phoenix
Addicted to cash 19 years I been fiending
I'm up every night 'til its light I be scheming
Whole lotta potential in you and I see it
Whatever you wanna be you can be it
Just gimme the beat ima eat
The kid ain't been sober for weeks
This pain done turned me to a beast
I be tired but I can't go to sleep
I'm too busy chasing my dreams
Skinny jeans but my pockets obese
You broke boy that shit a disease
I met a girl from Atlanta
Cake, pretty face thats a tandem
Got me rethinking my standards
Shaking that ass witcho hands up
You know ima sucker for dancers
But I ain't no sucka my bands up
This glock in my waist hold my pants up
So if you want smoke you get cancer
Villain, Villain
Yea
Just gimme the beat ima eat
The kid ain't been sober for weeks
This pain done turned me to a beast
I be tired but I can't go to sleep
I'm too busy chasing my dreams
Skinny jeans but my pockets obese
You broke boy that shit a disease
I met a girl from Atlanta
Cake, pretty face thats a tandem
Got me rethinking my standards
Shaking that ass witcho hands up
You know ima sucker for dancers
But I ain't no sucka my bands up
This glock in my waist hold my pants up
So if you want smoke you get cancer
She said it ain't sweet no more
She tired of these niggas she don't wanna be a freak no more
I'd treat u like a queen if u want
But I ain't gon beg girl that really ain't me no more
Just know that I could spoil you in the process
Put Gucci and Chanel all on your body
I think I'll be hung up on your ass until the day I'm calling you my shawty
Treat you like a motherf*cking princess
Only if you honest and committed
Baby I can't save you I'm the villain
Promise its some good in my intentions though
I mean it
But u gota understand I been fighting some demons
So if somebody cross me then I'm coming back wit that fire like a phoenix
Addicted to cash 19 years I been fiending
I'm up every night 'til its light I be scheming
Whole lotta potential in you and I see it
Whatever you wanna be you can be it
Just gimme the beat ima eat
The kid ain't been sober for weeks
This pain done turned me to a beast
I be tired but I can't go to sleep
I'm too busy chasing my dreams
Skinny jeans but my pockets obese
You broke boy that shit a disease
I met a girl from Atlanta
Cake, pretty face thats a tandem
Got me rethinking my standards
Shaking that ass witcho hands up
You know ima sucker for dancers
But I ain't no sucka my bands up
This glock in my waist hold my pants up
So if you want smoke you get cancer
Writer: Markeevius Byrd
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