Vilão da Mídia! (part. Mu540)
Kyan
Media Villain! (feat. Mu540)
(Yeah)
(Prrr, prrr, prrr)
It's Byd, I hopped in the ride, tonight's a party
So let’s get it spinning
Came in fresh and well-prepped
'Cause our fun is all about the shootout
Down in Miami, I roll with the cash
Rich and brand new, I don’t roll with broke
Bring the Cîroc, five girls in front of me
Like Ronaldinho
Feast on the table, for the homies
Pure ice, that’s all we live for
Gucci, Armani, the real deal
I’m rocking the sickest kit without a sponsor
I sponsor the girls like Barbie
They sit pretty, smiling in the nude
Where I’m from, we make the stars
In every way and every sense
Shake it, damn, I don’t sing funk
But this girl’s dancing for the thugs
No phones allowed inside
That influencer bitch always goes live
I dropped a sporty ride
To match my sporty gear
Paid in cash, they were shocked
If it ain't common, they don’t have straight hair
This kid’s kinda cute
This kid’s got some style
The type of dude they only see as a player
Or maybe as a thug
The type of dude they’re now seeing on the screen
On their own kid's phone
Who would’ve thought they want
A street guy to call husband
Look at the ones acting in Europe
Look at the kids leveling up
Check out the story with our faces
The most influential, besides being rich
High fashion, I threw it on my feet
Threw it on my pants, threw it on my shirt
I hate the damn police
The heroes of the hood are the villains of the media
Shake it, damn, I don’t sing funk
But this girl’s dancing for the thugs
She dances and looks at me smiling
Maybe she wants to leave with me
She wants to pop some molly
She wants to smoke something cold
The girl wants to be the moment
Maybe she’s looking for some silicone
She’s dreaming I’ll throw it in
Wanting to land the big sponsorship
Go ahead and dance, I don’t sing funk
But the girl loves to dance for the thugs
She’s dreaming I’ll throw it in
Wanting to land the big sponsorship
Go ahead and dance, I don’t sing funk
But the girl loves to dance for the thugs
Shake it, damn, I don’t sing funk
But this girl’s dancing for the thugs
No phones allowed inside
That influencer bitch always goes live
I dropped a sporty ride
To match my sporty gear
Paid in cash, they were shocked
If it ain't common, they don’t have straight hair (ham)
(Huh huh huh huh)
(Click, clack, crrá)