Supervillain

Lil L.A. Marz - Supervillain
Lyrics

Intro:
(Sp-sp-sp-sp-sp-Spxctre)
Whoa-whoa-oh-oh
I be on my super villain shit
(Level)

Verse:
I've been movin' solo dolo wit my shit (Need nobody)
I don't need no bitch, like that's a no no (No top please)
Don't just Wonder, got that Sara Lee's I'm like Stevie with the shits up in my face, I cannot see (Ain't no stoppin' me, whoa!)
Imagine bein' that nigga who tryna rob me
You'd get blicked, nigga won't have the time to start blocking
Dawg made himself built just like door
Now his ass finna get knocked (Knocked!)
Now his ass finna get rocked (Rocked!)
Now his ass seein' the stars
Sound like I just made his ass a rockstar (Rockstar!)
Dawg made Hall of Fame, the way his ass got poppеd hard (Popped hard!)
I step on that nigga, aye, fuckеd up from the start, uh (Yeah!)
I step on that nigga, aye, fucked up to this part, yeah
Yeah, whoa, I put the metal to his nose like a muhfuckin' piercin' (Yeah!)
Fuck boy, why tearin' up, aye
Piss yo pants, won't change the fact that I don't give a fuck
So keep yo chin up, aye

Hook:
Aye
No pacer test, for real like run like cray
No you can't come back to yo bae
Yeah, she dead, nobody ain't safe
Ouu
I come in peace just to cut y'all niggas to pieces (Pieces!)
Shoulda never gave no weapons to no demon (Demon!)
Big boss level shit
Big tuff, rebel shit
What was the cost to get hit, yuh
Everything (Oh yeah!)
Whole face gettin lit
Niggas out sad cuz I be on my supervillain shit

Verse 2:
Aw-yeah-ehh-ehh-whoa
I'm a villain in this shit
On some killin' niggas shit
MJ Thrillin' wit the shits, yeah
Villain off the rip, yeah (Ouu)
Off the jump, aye
Not like Cardi B, it'd be up and stuck, yeh (It'd be up and stuck!)
Speak that Cartinese, you sound like a punk, yeh (You sound like a punk!)
Wear dem Cartiers, but you not even buff, aye (You not even buff!)
Pulled up scared and skinny, whoa, you need you some muscle
Internet shit, that's a wannabe thug
Bet he never touched a gun
Bet he never touched a drum
Roll on the snare, hit hard like bass
808 em on that nigga set
I'm like damn that nigga pressed
Like a fuckin' iron
Took dem wrinkles out yo turtleneck
Aim at his throat, now it's a V-neck
Crazy red nigga like I'm Piru
Pussy ass nigga cryin' for nun like he Caillou
Watch behind you
Bust in hella grimey, my name Carnage (Whoa)
Lemme get shit started (Whoa)
Now he oozin' on the carpet (Whoa)
Black and Hefty, now he garbage

Hook:
Aye
No pacer test, for real like run like cray
No you can't come back to yo bae
Yeah, she dead, nobody ain't safe
Ouu
I come in peace just to cut y'all niggas to pieces (Pieces!)
Shoulda never gave no weapons to no demon (Demon!)
Big boss level shit
Big tuff, rebel shit
What was the cost to get hit, yuh
Everything (Oh yeah!)
Whole face gettin lit
Niggas out sad cuz I be on my supervillain shit

Outro:
(L.A., who the fuck?)
Aw-yeah-ehh-ehh-whoa!
Oh-whoa-whoa-ahh-ahh-ahh!
Aye
Wahh-ahh-ahh-ahh!
Let the shit blow (Blow!)
Let the shit blow (Blow!)
Pull up at yo home
You want smoke?
Ahhh