Villains

I ain't got no feelings
Just a heart cold villain
In a drop top ceiling
When we come into yo' city
I ain't lost a single dollar but can't find myself
I feel no one understand me I don't like no help

I ain't got no feelings
Just a heart cold villain
In a drop top ceiling
When we come into yo' city
I ain't lost a single dollar but can't find myself
I feel no one understand me I don't like no help

I ain't got no feelings, I ain't got no feelings,
I ain't got no feelings, feel like my soul missing
Cold heart younging w Blue flames
Cause you know I'm Cripping
Gotta clean the sauce up when I walk
Cause You know I be dripping
If it ain't about money
Then I wouldn't even text me
You can catch me posted in a section where a check be
I ain't even finish school
How dare a nigga test me?
I be cool with that tool, act a fool with that XD
Fuck a competition I've been out here chasing digits
20s, 50s, 100s
Boy I swea I love them Benjis
Niggas they be mad
That I'm winning and they losing
Press they ass about it
They gon come up with excuses
(Bitch nigga)
"Like I Fuck with your mucic"
Nigga nah,
Boy you know yo ass a groupie
Fuck you! And yo cousin!
Ain't no new friends
Skip da Lou when this glocky
Get to shooting

I ain't got no feelings
Just a heart cold villain
In a drop top ceiling
When we come into yo' city
I ain't lost a single dollar but can't find myself
I feel no one understand me I don't like no help

I ain't got no feelings
Just a heart cold villain
In a drop top ceiling
When we come into yo' city
I ain't lost a single dollar but can't find myself
I feel no one understand me I don't like no help

(Grimeyy!)

I'm with Laeno in this bitch
He got his fnn
If you mug in this bitch
We comin across yo chin
Ask about the last nigga talked about my friend
Kick door I heard they caught em
He was bumping skins
In Carolina
They don't ever stop at stop signs
Fresh off da plane
I just touch down to a Glock 9
Ain't get no get back for your bro
You needa stop crying
I stood 10 in that slammer
On a opp line
I stuck my neck out for some niggas
That wouldn't die for me
Ain't put no gas up in my shit
They was tryna slide for free
They use to call me baby Arthur
Now it's Grimeyy Deep
I use to clutch a 22
But now it's 223s
I stuck my neck out for some niggas
That wouldn't die for me
Ain't put no gas up in my shit
They was tryna slide for free
They use to call me baby Arthur
Now it's Grimeyy Deep
I use to clutch a 22
But now it's 223s

I ain't got no feelings
Just a heart cold villain
In a drop top ceiling
When we come into yo' city
I ain't lost a single dollar but can't find myself
I feel no one understand me I don't like no help

I ain't got no feelings
Just a heart cold villain
In a drop top ceiling
When we come into yo' city
I ain't lost a single dollar but can't find myself
I feel no one understand me I don't like no help

(Yeaahh!)
(Grimeyy!)