Said I don't know why, I don't know why

Why you killin' them guys, and I'm on the side

I said I don't know why, I don't know why

Why you killin' all them guys, and I'm still inside

You lovin' the rhymes, now fuck the shit I'm dubbin' the wives

You lovin' the crimes, so fuck this shit I'm killin' this guy

A villain inside me

Fuck it bitch, I feel it inside

Not feelin' alright

No lucky shit, it's fillin' my pride I feel like

Oh man, fuck this shit

You runnin' around with them clowns

Oh man, fuck this bitch

I told her, don't come around unless you gulp my kids

And shorty, don't turn around unless you talkin' bout dick

You in a big body, where the lamb truck?

Gimme big sloppy when her mans tucked

You buggin' sayin' that my bands luck

**** talkin' shit, well let's cancel em'

And he eatin' 3's I can't stan for bruh

Come over here, got a band for her

Then I one night it like a sampler

Got her limpin' on where the ambulance

And she suck the dick and she suck the dick like it's pro moves oh you old news.

Pretty bitch, they like old dudes, cause they buy the bags and some whole shoes

Then they post they man on they close views

She left the hood just to fold too, that ain't soul food

Like lil' **** where the bold moves?

Ill ****, I'ma show you

Let em'feed it up, pro tools

They real **** on the low dude

That's lil' **** on them vocals

Through the fire with a cold view

Comin' with the shits, I'ma show proof

Don't dap me up, I don't know dudes

They show love, then they ghost you

I feel like fuck it, I'm sinnin'

Fuck it, we winnin'

Fuck the shit, I'm missin' my women

I'm missin' my women

I'm floatin' now this shit, got me spinnin'

This shit got her bendin'

She cut me off, I'm fuckin' her twinnin'

I said I don't know why, I don't know why

Why you killin' them guys, and I'm on the side

I said, I don't know why, I don't know why

Why you killin' all them guys, and I'm still inside

You lovin' the rhymes, now fuck the shit I'm dubbin' the wives

You lovin' the crimes, so fuck this shit, I'm killin' this guy

A villain inside me, fuck it bitch I feel it inside

Not feelin' alright, no lucky shit, it's fillin' my pride

I feel like

Oh man fuck this shit

Oh you fuck-ass bitch, I told her

Don't turn around

Less you gulpin' my kids, and shorty

Don't turn around

Less you talkin' bout dick, talkin' bout dick

Unless you talkin' bout dick

Yeah, this one for the oldschool

Gulpin' my kids

I don't, I don't really feel it though

Runnin' round, fuck-ass bitch

I mean, I, I wasn't feelin' that, though

Oh man, fuck this shit

Now, I do

Man, fuck this bitch

Fuck it

With them dumbass kids, I tell her

Y'all, y'all wanna run that back

Fuck this shit

Or nah