I think them niggas is scared of us They flexing but only for cameras I embarrass 'em ([Future:] If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you)
I think them niggas is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these niggas could do to us Who the fuck can they compare to us Nothing these niggas could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain I embarrass 'em Fuck it, it ain't no comparison
These niggas ain't catching up to us I swear these niggas need stamina I broke her heart in a paragraph Turned to a thottie to care it up Now that bitch feel so embarrassing Diamonds be dancing I blur it up Your shit is fake you can't swear to it I know you fronting, you panicking I get dressed up like a mannequin Put on a fit and embarrass 'em, it's so embarrassing I put this beat on my body list Metro a beast yeah he bodied it They tried to give me a stylist I told 'em I'm good yeah you wylin' I got sick of wearing Versace I wore red bottoms Don't let me get in a fight with 'em One of them spikes and I might hit him I'm from the jungle Say that you fuck with gorillas I know that you niggas be lying I gotta stay humble That's why I fuck with the realest I swear I put that on the Bible You stuck in your feelings Say I'm fucking on your bitch and you should've never ever wifed her That's word to my mother If a nigga take my bitch, fuck it I'ma find another lover we flex on each other Cuban dripping on my wrist I could put whatever on the other That's word to my mother
I think them niggas is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these niggas could do to us Who the fuck can they compare to us Nothing these niggas could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain I embarrass 'em Fuck it, it ain't no comparison I think them niggas is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these niggas could do to us Who the fuck can they compare to us Nothing these niggas could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain I embarrass 'em Fuck it, it ain't no comparison
You gotta be kidding me Most of my shit come from Italy W up, make 'em sick of me Ice on my pinky too glittery Pass on the show it ain't shit to me I keep a blicky Just in case a nigga with me ain't with me And I see a enemy, everything litty Plus my fingers kinda sticky from rolling up that icky icky Them cookies be hitting Spinking with the strap Ladder hanging off of that Yeah I get too attatched I ain't fucking with the act, I be tripping off of that I'ma keep it a stack Mike Amiri's on me stretch But I'm holding all this bread I'ma keep me a bag They was saying I was next Ever since I hit the booth and I jumped on a track
I think them niggas is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these niggas could do to us Who the fuck can they compare to us Nothing these niggas could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain I embarrass 'em Fuck it, it ain't no comparison I think them niggas is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these niggas could do to us Who the fuck can they compare to us Nothing these niggas could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain I embarrass 'em Fuck it, it ain't no comparisonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
