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Wealthy Villains
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Matt Ox
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Keep it up, Sharkboy! Yeah, that Glock black but my b*t*h vanilla (Oh) Yeah we the wealthy villains, I'm racked up I got higher than a dealer I'm too high, I can stand on the ceiling I'm throwing up Bs, I'm with the bro villains Look back, and my money got (?) I'm sipping Lean, I'ma find me a cure (A cure) Let's get one thing clear, God is the only thing that I fear (On god) (?), I ran up the racks so happily Yeah, my b*t*h is too bad, she (?) me Yeah, if we slide it's a casualty Yeah, we turned this sh*t to a family I'm wishing luck to my f**king enemies I'm wishing luck to my enemies We share them lеgs like a centipedе That b*t*h wan' suck on my energy Yeah, I'm sipping my rick full of fantasy Bro take a drip with the spinner on, I take that (?) I used to put the VVs on the bezel, look how it be bussin', it's dancing Chane'ne the shades, on the scarf, on my head 'cause I don't even care what you're asking Gave the valet all the keys to the Cullinan, asked what I do, I don't answer I just had to me a Percocet, baby, she come here and taking advantage She shaking her a** in another direction, I guess I'ma need a new vantage Told her, come here, she better be shaking that sh*t for the wealth 'cause she know that we having it- Shaking it, baking it, making that money, go get to the money, we having it All these n***as, they talking, they (?) All my diamonds, they clean, and these fifty-point n***as (?) And that n***as, he think that he catching me slipping, that fourty-five'll come out and perish him Ain't no f**king fair warning, n***a, check your authority N***a talking brazy, b*t*h it ain't no hoe in me Ain't no f**king cape up on my back, we ain't saving no b*t*h All my n***as villains, we don't f**k with no rat sh*t Yeah, huh, all my villains they wealthy It ain't nothing that you can't tell me (?) while you can't help me I feel immortal, you can't kill me I'm going through blunts, I'm back in Philly Yeah, I'm back in the field You feel that Tec and you'll talk and you'll squeal Ten on his head, and (?), he f**k with the wealthy (F**k with the wealthy) I'm off that X, I need me some water I need me some help (Come here) I'm off that gas, the pressure (?) it burn in your chest (Burn in your chest) Let this b*t*h bring me that money back, then I'm gon' buy here some chest (?), she text me, she say that she blessed We (?) and she'll do the rest, popping that Perc and she getting undressed Saving a b*t*h is not part of the plan (?)
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