- Metro Boomin Slidin 歌詞
- 21 Savage Metro Boomin
- Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah- yeah
Yeah-yeah
Its the big stepper (Stepper)
4L repper (Repper)
Hit him with a twenty-piece, ranch lemon pepper (Pepper)
Black Air Force 1s dancing with the devil
(If young Metro dont trust you, Im gon shoot you)
(21, 21, 21)
His wifey trouble thot was finna cut her, I put out a rubber
Opps tried to slide on my brother, had to up that cutter
When its smoke, we huddle, so many shots, damn near shot each other
AR st-st-stutter, Draco brown, look like peanut butter
Dont play tic-tac-toe or tit-for-tat, nigga, this aint that (21,21)
He was talking gangster on them tracks til I got him whacked
Glizzy with the switch and it go splat, aint no ducking that
Yall be smoking make believe, opps, we be smoking facts
We be smoking gang after gang, cock it back and bang
21 4L, thats what I claim, let your nuts hang
We dont shoot at houses, we hit brains, yall lil niggas lame
Fell in love with them chopper sounds, Waka Flocka Flame
Sliding
Looking for the opps, they been hiding
I grew up round drugs, sex, and violence
We turnt off they street, we heard sirens
Since a juvenile, I been wilding
Chrome Heart jeans got me styling
Said he wanted smoke now he jogging
While you was in college I was robbing
(If young Metro dont trust you, Im gon shoot you)
Everybody rented they car (21)
You ain't gon make it that far (21)
Walk down with an AR (Straight up)
We keep shit in the street (On god)
They gon put it on the bar (On god )
Yall niggas talking on pillows
All my Glocks got ditto (21)
Take your bank like CeeLo (21)
Draco bite, mosquito (21)
Yall niggas corny, Frito ( Pussy)
KelTec hot, it shoot cheetoh (Pussy)
Yall be talking that RaRa (Pussy)
You aint finna rob-rob me though (Pussy)
He went against, he gone
Step on him, I put my feet on him (21)
I just made an opp do the running man (Running man)
Keep an FN in my Cullinan (Cullinan)
Still aint met a bitch that Id cuff again (21,21)
Still aint met a bitch that Id kiss (On God)
He was talking crazy, he got blitzed (Straight, up)
Savage keep a token, John Wick (John Wick)
Shoot him in the back like he Rick (Ricky)
Playing freeze tag, niggas it (Sticky)
Sliding
Looking for the opps, they been hiding
I grew up round drugs, sex, and violence
We turnt off they street, we heard sirens
Since a juvenile, I been wilding
Chrome Heart jeans got me styling
Said he wanted smoke now he jogging
While you was in college I was robbing
(If young Metro dont trust you, Im gon shoot you)
When your vision is crystal clear, they say its razor-sharp
A focused mind is said to be like a knife, but the scalpel is wisdom
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