It’s your boy Young Metro Boomin, Young Metro 3 times
And you locked in right now with the Chopstars
DJ Candlestick, what we doin’, man?
Heroes and Villains, Villain Edition
Chopped up, not slopped up (Yeah)
Metro Boomin
Heroes and Villains, bro
Somebody gotta be bad, somebody gotta be good, you feel me?
Ayy
Own a label, I gotta get smarter (Spider)
I don’t trust women, so I thank God that I had some daughters (Woo)
I’m the youngest, but yet
Own a label, I gotta get smarter (Spider)
I don’t trust women, so I thank God that I had some daughters (Woo)
I’m the youngest, but yet
Own a label, I gotta get smarter (Spider)
I don’t trust women, so I thank God that I had some daughters (Woo)
I’m the youngest, but yet I’m richer than
Every one of my brothers (Let it go)
I took flawless baguettes and put it on my mama and father
L.A., I get my pills from a doctor
Pimpin’, a couple bitches at Copper
I didn’t like that pic, don’t crop it
You talkin’ ’bout a check, now stop it
Water slip off my wrist, it’s droppin’
Now I got a couple baguettes in my pocket
Big B, I been rockin’ Chanel, then throwin’ up Cs
And that’s for Charlie (Charlie), point it out, you know I’ma buy it
Yeah, I was livin’ my life on a yacht
I ain’t takin’ my chain off, thot
Like the way that you suck on my cock (Woo)
Got some Act’, then let’s go get a pop (Let’s go)
Took the latch off and went to the top (Let’s go)
Got some Act’, then let’s go get a pop (Let’s go)
Took the latch off and went to the top
Got some Act’, then let’s go get a pop (Let’s go)
Took the latch off and went to the top (Let’s go)
Niggas tried to say that I wasn’t hot
Now they say I don’t belong in this spot (Huh)
Metro, Metro, Metro, Metro bought me a paint from Bo
I went two-tone on my bezel, Baccarat the ‘sles
Maybach, gettin’ me some top, meanwhile I flip the ‘nel
Bigger than the president, now my whole life a scandal
Spider, spider, spider, spider, please dismiss these writers
Caught up, caught up with your wifey and one-night her
Ayy, I put that shit on, I’m a fuckin’ striker
Leather, leather on leather like a fuckin’ biker
Droppin’, droppin’ the top on the Lambo’, know that’s the ‘mando, yeah
Whole life, whole life still a gamble, mob life, feel like Sopranos
Gallery, gallery department, no sandals, and it’s camo
My wrist is a chandelier, no beer over
Here, rock crocodile all year, all year
Better have manners right here, my family
Right here, both of my parents right here
Droppin’ my album this year, nobody gettin’
Spared, nigga, both of my banners right there
Know you see the fish-bowl tint and the motor
Geeked up, that’s a motherfuckin’ cam right there
Know you see the blam right there, it ain’t playin’
Right there, they’ll pull up in a Sedan right there
Hundred bands sittin’ right there, you ain’t gettin’
No smoke, you a run for a band right there
All your opps see face when you run around this
Place, we ain’t gettin’ your man right there
Wear the rose, rose diamonds to poke in my motherfuckin’ nose
I see my sex slave there, she still don’t let me pay though
Uh, Metro, Metro, Metro bought me a paint from Bozo (Metro)
I went two-tone on my bezel, Baccarat the candles
Maybach, gettin’ me some top, meanwhile I flip the channel
Bigger than the president, now my whole life a scandal
Yeah, spider, spider, spider, please dismiss these writers
Yeah, caught up with your wifey and one-night her
Ayy, I put that shit on, I’m a fuckin’ striker
Yeah, leather on leather like a fuckin’ biker
I been fresh as hell every time you see me on sight
Anything happen, my kid got Ms, so everything alright
I done got used to takin’ pills and bein’ up all night
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
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