Supervillain

"I've been dead once already

It's very liberating

You should think of it as, uh, therapy"

"Jack, listen maybe we can cut a deal"

"Jack? Jack is dead

My friend you can call me 'Joker'"

Smoking jokes up, this the real Runtz

On the road with plastic

Unky in the trap with pill dust

Blew six figures thinking

"How the fuck I'm still up?"

Pull up to your cookout with a skillet

Tryna grill some

Diabolical, I'm feeling evil off

This Wock' soda

Got shit moving sitting down but

I am not Yoda

Air Forces look like Christian Loubs

Spill my pop on 'em

Backdoor season, better lock it

I don't knock on them

Put some holes in him like he SpongeBob

Gang opp lurking, if he smart

He won't go live

Tryna get some sauce? Your whole

Team full of Planktons, damn

I'd let you only thing I'm chasing, ma'am

I'ma keep making niggas hate

Me like a supervillain

I don't pat myself on the back

Guess I got used to winning

Don't ask me 'bout no old

Hoes 'cause they super finished

Real ShittyBoy

We had thrust back with True Religions

I ain't gon' lie, this beat weak as fuck

Surfing Neiman Marcus with a punch

Finna beat it up

Whip it out the Fendi boxers

She gon' eat it up

We got twenty bop sticks tucked

But it's three of us

She thinking that her head with a

Birkin bag? I'ma ho this bitch

Fuck a show-and-tell, if I up it

I'ma blow this bitch

I'm the biggest shitter out

You should know this shit

Face card scorching

Riding 'round with the coldest bitch

"Seize him, slaves" "All hail Plankton"

"I'm getting outta here" "All hail"

Decepticon and Autobots

We riding 'round in foreign thangs

Finna beat the plug ass

Why this bow short a eighth?

Fuck Ruth Chris and Fleming's

This a Morton's day

White Cartiers, they cost yo bills

You can't afford the frames

Star player, you be on the bench

We don't perform the same

Bitch said that DSM losing?

Must be snorting 'caine

Akhi with Habibi finna slide and

Start a war with K's

Encore coach, LeTron James

I do more than play

Wealthy did the tee

Manifested what I am soon still winning

Know them boys confused in the film room

Only time dawg busting shit

Was in the bedroom in the back of the long

Sleeve with some legroom want a ride or die

I've been looking for my Harley Quinn

Wintertime means it's time to stack

It tall as Alex Lin

The cat really don't hit on shit

But the head a ten

Fuck beef, catch me on some paper

Dee just like a pen

BAPE trunks hit for 350

I ain't swimming in 'em

Looking Christian in my Diors but

I be sinning in 'em thirty round

Fuckers get the drop then

We spinning with 'em

If it ain't two hunnid on my

Dash then I'm in the rental

Roundhouse kick her out the whip

She ain't blowing balls

You think it's a plain white tee? Bitch

You don't know the cost

He was acting big though till I broke his jaw

Catch him on the porch, 223s

They gon' mow his lawn

"But I'll tell you now what I'm about

To do to your stubborn, annoying

Little planet i'm gonna enjoy it"