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KB Mike - Villains (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
KB Mike
KB Mike
Vocals
Geoffro
Geoffro
Programming
Alex Petit
Alex Petit
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Petit
Alex Petit
Composer
Damichael D Tate
Damichael D Tate
Composer
Geoffrey P Earley
Geoffrey P Earley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CashMoneyAp
CashMoneyAp
Producer
Geoffro
Geoffro
Producer
Justin "JD" Feng
Justin "JD" Feng
Mixing Engineer
Alex Petit
Alex Petit
Engineer
Viko Marley
Viko Marley
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(Cashmoney AP) You tryna slide or some' Don't die for nun Don't try to run Them niggas slumped Pop out with them demons tryna slide or some' Don't die for nun Don't try to run Know it's a homicide when them shells fly, and them niggas slumped When my niggas come It's all said and done I'ma pop out with them killers All black like some villains Hollows they gon' feel 'em Play it safe until he missing They won't miss him, bullets rip him Spreading through his tissue Better pray God with you If I catch you, I'm gon' get you I won't miss you Niggas gon' die fo' sho' Just like the playground we outside tryna slide fo' sho' Get 'em all dead and gone Get 'em all out the way Won't see next day Find his lo', figure out where he lay Too many shots coming at his face, couldn't run away, uh Now he a victim Crazy how they did him Now he somewhere missing Doctors couldn't stitch him, they couldn't fix him God wasn't with him Look at they how they hit him Claiming you his homie you wasn't with him On that block when we start blickin' Then we slide again Oh no, somebody died again Red tape outside again Masked up when it's time to spin, should've stayed up in How you claiming that you a killer? You ain't never shot FN Pop out with them demons tryna slide or some' Don't die for nun Don't try to run Know it's a homicide when them shells fly, and them niggas slumped When my niggas come It's all said and done I'ma pop out with them killers All black like some villains Hollows they gon' feel 'em Play it safe until he missing They won't miss him, bullets rip him Spreading through his tissue Better pray God with you If I catch you, I'm gon' get you I won't miss you Niggas gone die fo' sho'
Writer(s): Alex Petit, Damichael D Tate, Geoffrey P Earley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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