Sugested Lyrics from Metro Boomin

Escape From LA

pillow talk to me about the men who try

Faith

no, no, no, no-noOohNo, no, no, no, a

Cash Talk

to wear my shoes and look out for the dirtNow

Made My Mind

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

Cash Talk

to wear my shoes and look out for the dirtNow

Life Is Good

on a weekend like usualWay off in the

Lobby

Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot

BADB8Y

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

Made My Mind

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

Numb The Pain

been feelin' needy, this love shit ain't easyYou've been all

Clout

on fleekBitch, I ain't talking about the heat, ohPut

100 Racks

Offset & Playboi first hunnit racks (Hunnits)I blew it

Pink Toes

pink toe vibes in the condo (Pink toes)Richard Mille

Go Viral

viralGo viralGo viralGo viral, young n***a, go viral (Bang,

Faith

Tee Grizzley, faith, faith, faith, 1: Tee

Cross

, okYah , CraxkoMetro Boomin want some more,

Higher We Go (Intro)

we go, beg and plead for the cultureHigher we

Car Sick

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

Tom Ford

Tom Ford 'cause i'm booted upSay you gang banging, n***a

All for Me

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

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[Intro]
Y'all know what's goin' on
21 Gang 'til I'm gone
4L Gang 'til I'm gone
(If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon'—)

[Verse 1]
Roll the window down, stick the Glock out (Stick the Glock out)
This chopper got an amp, I'ma rock out (I'ma rock out)
When it's time for smoke, they gon' cop out (They gon' cop out)
This AK47 made in Moscow (Made in Moscow)
All these dead bodies got me seein' strange things (Straight up)
Both sides of the gun, I done dealt and felt the pain (On God)
Drive-by? Nah, we the walk-up gang (21)
I come from the 6 where they chalk up lames (On God)
Slide in and out (Out)
Spend the night? I doubt (Doubt)
Gold grill mouth (Mouth)
I come from the South (South)
We was stealin' cars
You was inside the house (Pussy)
I know he gon' be a rat one day
Right now we call him a mouse (21)

[Chorus]
I got lots of stripes, all my n***as shiest'
You can roll the dice, you might lose your life
Keep my Desert Eagle on me, he not nothin' nice
I just need one Glock, Nas need one mic (Lil' bitch)
[Verse 2]
I done did a lot in the streets and them facts (21)
PTSD like I came from Iraq (On God)
You made it from the gutter, then I'm tippin' my hat (I am)
Don't go big on me, you might get hit with this MAC (Brrah)
I don't need no holster, you get burned like toaster (21)
I don't drink no liquor, but I'm smokin' on mimosa (Yeah)
We been gettin' that Jewish money, everything is Kosher (On God)
Bought myself a 'Ventador and bought my bitch a Roadster (Straight up)
Drive my Lambo to the store, I'ma wave with my doors
I'm on Glenwood, not the ave, n***a, the road (21)
Talkin' on the pillow, n***a, that shit for the hoes (Straight up)
I'll never snitch on my enemy or my bros (Never)
I'm so 21, dog, I'm so SG (Yeah)
I'm so 4L Gang, I keep a Glock, not an XD (21)
Head so good, she not even white, I still call her Becky (Yeah, yeah)
Richard Mille cost so much, I could press a button and see next week (Straight up, straight up)
Thirty on the glizzy, got my pants dizzy (Pants dizzy)
Playin' 'round with Savage, you get shot in the kidney (Shot in the kidney)
So many drums, he gon' think a band hit him (Ha)
Chopper clapped his ass, he thought a hand hit him (Ha)
I do the BlocBoy JB on a brick (Skrrt, skrrt)
Make your crew do the Electric Slide with this stick (Straight up)
She don't get no new Chanel, she gon' throw a fit (Straight up)
I wanna buy that girl the world, the way she suck this dick (Yeah)
Fronted me some bags, I ran out the same night (Damn)
When I was in jail, on my mama, I ain't kite (Damn)
N***as know I'm solid, I shoot and I fight (Straight up)
You just wear Adidas, but in real life, I got stripes (21)
[Chorus]
I got lots of stripes, all my n***as shiest'
You can roll the dice, you might lose your life
Keep my Desert Eagle on me, he not nothin' nice
I just need one Glock, Nas need one mic

[Outro]
My brother down the road, they tried to give him life
He swear he so creative, turned a toothbrush to a knife
Savage got your wifey playin' with herself on Skype
She thought the AC was on, it was just my ice
We pull up ready to shoot (Grraow)
Y'all ready to fight (Stupid)
Pull up, ready to kill (Yeah)
Y'all ready to die (Straight up)
Broke-ass n***a get killed ridin' a bike (Pussy)
Savage left his gun at home, n***a, yeah, right (Ha)

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A. The hit track asmr is performed by Esm Metro Boomin

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A. All lyrics are written by Metro Boomin

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