Anti-Hero Lyrics – Lil Wayne & Lil Tecca
Tay Keith, *** these niggas up
I ain’t no hero, I guess I’m a villian
I got the kilo, I stretch it, I bend it
She got the pre-roll, I snatch it, I lit it
I got an ego on *** and she get it
*** her in public, that’s *** in the city
Bust me a nut, then step back, hit my gritty
On an opp, I roll up like a pack of that sticky
If an opp try to run, hit his back up like Ricky (Blat)
All of my guns hold a hundred
Blunt full of gas, all my cars motor runnin’
All y’all boys know runnin’
Real pimp ***, turn all y’all hoes into money
All y’all owe me some money
Rich ***, still ***, all y’all owe me some money
Wake up taped up, I turn all y’all boys into mummies
I ain’t no hero, but I’m still a legend
I go from zero to 187
I feel like Tebow, I’m ballin’ forever
I feel like Rino, I bust with the Desert
I keep me a kilo on top of my dresser
I *** me a freak ho on top of my dresser, yeah
Eat the ho out and digest her, yeah
Kick the ho out of my dresser
I ain’t no hero, but I’m still a legend
I go from zero to AK-47
I’m a carpedo, you follow directions
It’s *** she wrote in capital letters
I put the dreams in the bag and I sell ’em
Feel like Magneto, bang bang with this with metal
I got machine guns, my matchin’ machetes
I ain’t no hero, I guess I’m the villain
I ain’t a hero but I’m still a villian (Yeah)
I got some hundreds that’s stuck to the ceiling (Yeah)
Hop on the beat and I’m causin’ a killin’ (Yeah)
I’m with the squad, they don’t care ’bout your feelings (No)
Tunechi just sent it, he said, “Tecca, *** it”
I be worried ’bout Benji’s, I’m worried ’bout digits
If I step on your block, then we spinnin’ like fidgets
Better watch out, they hoppin’ right up out the Civic
Two-tone bag, I’m steady winnin’, oh you so mad
She givin’ top and my phone on flash
I’m in some *** they ain’t know about yet
Heard she a ***, I don’t know about that
Movin’ funny, how I go about that?
Watch your back, I don’t know about that
Never lack, we ain’t goin’ outside, yeah
Better just mind your business, yeah
Quiet around here, no visits, yeah
She fell in love, how I’m livin’, yeah
I ain’t a hero, but I’m still a villian, yeah
Hundreds, they stuck to the ceiling, yeah
Broken, I cannot heal it, yeah
Stolen, I do not feel it, yeah
Know that I’m in the building, yeah
I ain’t no hero, I guess I’m a villian
I got the kilo, I stretch it, I bend it
She got the pre-roll, I snatch it, I lit it
I got an ego on *** and she get it
*** her in public, that’s *** in the city
Bust me a nut, then step back, hit my gritty
On an opp, I roll up like a pack of that sticky
If an opp try to run, hit his back up like Ricky (blat)
All of my guns hold a hundred
Blunt full of gas, all my cars motor runnin’
All y’all boys know runnin’
Real pimp ***, turn all y’all hoes into money
All y’all owe me some money
Rich ***, still ***, all y’all owe me some money
Wake up taped up, I turn all y’all boys into mummies
I ain’t no hero, but I’m still a legend
I go from zero to AK-47
I’m a carpedo, you follow directions
It’s *** she wrote in capital letters
I put the dreams in the bag and I sell ’em
Feel like Magneto, bang bang with this with metal
I got machine guns, my matchin’ machetes
I ain’t no hero, I guess I’m the villain
I ain’t a hero but I’m still a villian (Yeah)
I got some hundreds that’s stuck to the ceiling (Yeah)
Hop on the beat and I’m causin’ a killin’ (Yeah)
I’m with the squad, they don’t care ’bout your feelings (No)
Tunechi just sent it, he said, “Tecca, *** it”
I be worried ’bout Benji’s, I’m worried ’bout digits
If I step on your block, then we spinnin’ like fidgets
Better watch out, they hoppin’ right out by that Civic (***)
