Sugested Lyrics from Metro Boomin

Escape From LA

pillow talk to me about the men who try

Embarrass

count up my bag and send it to EliantteYeah, I

Know About Me

Future & Big huhThey know...I fucked this girl on

Contradiction

for my future kid's tuitionFuckin' hoes, I tell myself, "Can't

Mad

(Yeah)Yeah (Yeah)Yeah (Yeah)Yeah diamonds don't sparkle like this

Made My Mind

been geekin', I've been smokin', I've been pourin' up (Pour

Tell Them

Moses like to stay long, though you're a wanderin'

BADB8Y

I'm sorry ima bad boyIma bad boy ima bad boyAnd

She Miss Me

Gucci gotta cherish every day, manThe present is a

After Dark

up the headphones quite a bitWe in Paris with this

How Did I Get Here

nobody, you know what I'm sayin', nobody, nobody thought

FFM Freestyle: ЛСП | Фристайл под биты Yung Trappa, Future, Ray Charles

Yung Trappa — «Trapflow 5»Что такое ЛСП? — Любовь, семья, потомствоТы

Moottoriöljy

Traphouse Kari & Blikky Traphouse Kari, Traphouse Kari dildoi

Salto Banzai

Já sentiu vontade de sumir do nada?Overdose de remédio e outras

Higher We Go (Intro)

we go, beg and plead for the cultureHigher we

Thought It Was a Drought

DJ Drama & Lil to Mack Maine!Yeah, yeah, yeah,

No Joke

Boomin want some more rock Balmains (Yeah), swerve in

Car Sick

Future & Young Young Metro don't trust you, I'm

No Heart

Tengo una 9 una .40 una 47Y una DracoNo soy un

All for Me

on the Track, yeahMetro Boomin want some more can't

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[Intro]
Hey
You know what I'm sayin'?
You know everything I do is legendary, you know what I'm sayin'?
I can never be stopped
I mean never

[Chorus]
Tats on my face (Tats)
This Backwood an eighth (Hey)
Your trash, you're waste
I was on the Nawf smoking on shake (Nawf)
Thirty round on the Glock make you shake (Baow)
Chasing the bag, I race (Bag)
I make a plain bitch great (Plain bitch)
Look in his eyes, he hatin' (He hatin')
Feeling your vibe, you safe (I feel you)
Codeine survivor, patient (Woo)
Two milli' stashed in the basement (Two milli')
Thots want nails and laces (Huh?)
2019, I'ma take shit (Hah)
I do the green numbers, the Matrix (Matrix)
I got more M's than Macy's (M's)
Can't suck on no dick with braces (Nah)

[Verse 1]
How is you doin'? (Hi)
Not doing too well (Not doing too good)
I talk to myself (Who?)
In the mirror like, "N***a, don't fail" (N***a, don't fail)
I'm poppin' a pill (Poppin' em)
I keep thinking of death, I'ma kill (RIP)
They can't find my trail (They can't find me)
Tryna find myself (Tryna find me)
Quiet is kept (Shh)
Movin' in stealth (Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)
McLaren seatbelts (Skrrt)
This how I felt (Hey, hey)
Jumped out the hole, woah
Let's have a dripping contest (Woah)
I couldn't afford the baguettes (Baguettes)
You can't survive without sex (Survive)
Bitch, I got M's, correct (M's)
Hundred round total, no wreck (Hey)
Two hundred thousand, bet (Yes)
Came from the 'partment with pest ('Partment)
Swerve on the bitch, hit the exit (Swerve)
Pour up the syrup with my breakfast (Syrup)
I go berserk when I'm flexing (Berserk)
Richard Mille, you get the message (Hey)
Blessings (Hey)
[Chorus]
Tats on my face (Tats)
This Backwood an eighth (Hey)
Your trash, you're waste
I was on the Nawf smoking on shake (Nawf)
Thirty round on the Glock make you shake (Baow)
Chasing the bag, I race (Bag)
I make a plain bitch great (Plain bitch)
Look in his eyes, he hatin' (He hatin')

[Verse 2]
Hustler, hustler, hustler (Hustler)
I'm hiding the brick in the muffler (Hah)
It's a knock at my door, it's a customer (Fuck him up)
I can't leave with no fire, I'm uncomfortable (Fire)
Rap n***as sweet and they gullible (Sweet)
I'm poppin' shit like a toilet bowl (Ugh)
My lil' boy just made the honor roll (Woo)
Sipping codeine with no common cold (Hey)
I told you the truth
Hah, hah, laughing at you
I'm too geeked up, I can't even tie my shoe
Made the bitch shut up, I put her on mute (Shut up)
I'm balling, I'm dunking, I'm catching the oop (Ball)
Put on a plane with a tie and a suit
I'm a big dawg, you a big dawg, salute
I'm not gon' hate 'cause we make all the loot (Hey)
I am a bomb, nuclear, nuke (Ooh)
Bentayga three hundred, Richard Mille two (Woo)
I was 18, I was robbin' for two (Bags)
These n***as clique hoppin', these n***as be groupies (Woo)
Ain't stoppin', ain't floppin', I'm telling the truth (Truth)
Recorded the song with an M in the booth (Yeah)
I got a clue (Who?)
I send my dawg (Woof)
Get hit with the sawed-off, ooh
[Chorus]
Tats on my face (Tats)
This Backwood an eighth (Hey)
Your trash, you're waste
I was on the Nawf smoking on shake (Nawf)
Thirty round on the Glock make you shake (Baow)
Chasing the bag, I race (Bag)
I make a plain bitch great (Plain bitch)
Look in his eyes, he hatin' (He hatin')
Feeling your vibe, you safe (I feel you)
Codeine survivor, patient (Woo)
Two milli' stashed in the basement (Two milli')
Thots want nails and laces (Huh?)
2019, I'ma take shit (Hah)
I do the green numbers, the Matrix (Matrix)
I got more M's than Macy's (M's)
Can't suck on no dick with braces (Nah)

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A. All lyrics are written by Metro Boomin

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