Текст Burna Bandz – The Villain

I talk to God but I feel like the devil
We wrap bands around your mental
I rock Vlone but I’m around killers
We wipe your nose and take your dinners

Came from stoley now it’s foreign
That free smoke what he can’t afford
We don’t hesitate just pull the cord
Niggas suicidal like my doors
Fuck nigga talking bout he want war
On your block shopping just like we on Bloor
His next stop gon’ be the morgue
Then we gonna post right back on the north
And all this drip oh yeah it’s foreign
Before we blew up bitches been going
Bro was in the trap feds kicked the door in
All he wanted was to stack them bordens
If they was outside we would be scoring
Timid in traffic cause I’m important

I talk to God but I feel like the devil
We wrap bands around your mental
I rock Vlone but I’m around killers
We wipe your nose and take your dinners
I miss my dog ain’t seen him in a minute
Sometimes you gotta play the villain
We came from shootouts in the trenches
Tool in his mouth like I’m a dentist
We catch a body ain’t no repenting
We bust his head like a watermelon
My dog sick he need a veteran
Back of the XD got eleven
VVS diamonds I can’t blend in
Came from stoleys now it’s foreign
She wanna battry me and cronem cause we blowing

If it’s rickety rackades we at your neck
We wipe your nose about a cheque
We don’t spin your block we bend
My backwoods full of your dead friends
Compact glizzy leave you drenched
WhyS take you out like The Keg
Selling everything on the list just like Craig
My wassas heartless like Polo G
I seen a hundred at sixteen
We wipe you down just like we clean
Might drop a nigga like some lean
Those SIs those ain’t VVS
Wassas flip you in your dreams
To kill we don’t need a beam
I get her wet I make her cream
My youngins sick got a disease
Fuck the opps we make them bleed
Don’t fuck with rats but I like cheese
On my neck a quarter key
I press a brick like press machine
If it’s not glizzy it’s XD
I’m balling like I’m in the league

I talk to God but I feel like the devil
We wrap bands around your mental
I rock Vlone but I’m around killers
We wipe your nose and take your dinners
I miss my dog ain’t seen him in a minute
Sometimes you gotta play the villain
We came from shootouts in the trenches
Tool in his mouth like I’m a dentist
We catch a body ain’t no repenting
We bust his head like a watermelon
My dog sick he need a veteran
Back of the XD got eleven
VVS diamonds I can’t blend in
Came from stoleys now it’s foreign
She wanna battry me and cronem cause we blowing