Villanova Lyrics

You don't know figures

Balling hard like Villanova nigga

Golden triggers

Keep it going, dripped in gold and liquor

I can't mean

What I gotta do to show these niggas

I'm A mean

Motherfucka that don't fuck with em

Niggas tryna move, acting rude

It get tasky

Bitches tryna slide in the coupe

It get nasty

You was talking shit

But it's silent if you ask me

Got my money , coming running

Thinking it's a track meet

I got bitches jumping in the stu

Got the whip it's bulletproof

Got the whip like it's KITT

Shit gon shoot

Imma do

What the other people tried to fucking do

And succeed

Cause If I'm the goat I gotta bring em proof

You don't know figures

Balling hard like Villanova nigga

Golden triggers

Keep it going, dripped in gold and liquor

I can't mean

What I gotta do to show these niggas

I'm A mean

Motherfucka that don't fuck with em

You gotta go and just get on your own

And doing it different though

With some different necessities, mixy vibes and some different tones

But this shit was an inference though

Learning that I'm the greatest though

But I'm thinking that you're hearing what I'm preaching and speaking off

But it seems that you ain't listen to me

Spreading false shit and tryna risk it for me

But I ain't gonna lie, it's offensive to me

But I'm waiting for the Time I could end this decree

You don't know figures

Balling hard like Villanova nigga

Golden triggers

Keep it going, dripped in gold and liquor

I can't mean

What I gotta do to show these niggas

I'm A mean

Motherfucka that don't fuck with em