Metro Boomin' want some more x5
Aye, oh, nigga
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Look look!
I fucked her then washed off my dick with the curtains inside of the Phantom
If he standing next to Young Thugger I trained 'em to kill for the camera
You do not act grown around yo' lil' baby, you need you a pamper
I'm one slimy motherfucker, the devil ride my back like camels
I'm feelin' like Malcom Middle, your bitches they surround me they can't miss ‘em
I swipe 'em then I rob a nigga low. My next tap will be a roll of tissue
A young nigga come a long way from standin' on the corner wit the pistol
Hey, I bought her lot of MissMe jeans but I will neva eva miss her
I'm chillin' at the studio these bitches wanna fuck on the bandana boat
I'm on the outskirt, chasin' out the green
Smokin' orange kush feelin' like a cantaloupe
I fell in love with Hannah Montana all of her niggas dance at the cameras
I fucked her cause I saw another brother,
Then I pulled off and left the bitch with a nana
The devil done caught my soul
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Gettin' my money, my diamonds come wet like a fisherman
I catch yo' lil' bitch and I take her to shop e-bay wishin' shit
I'm ballin', I neva fall out, start with the figure it
You pussy, you know you a cat I see your whiskers you might Tigger it
Room at the Intercontinental, room at the Intercontinental, Metro
Rollie icey, ain't December I wanna see all them party bitches front
With her friends Dancing with the pole inside the middle
Is it a parade? Get a nigga
Babysitter, drink vanilla, we are realer, aye
Fuck yo' mama, fuck yo' sister, fuckin' kill her, aye
Po' a 5, caterpillar, rollin' with 'em, aye
Found my rhythm, now that's his ass.
Run and kick him, aye!
Aye, I say the truth because she the truth
Nigga creepin' in th coupe, doesn't fix the roof
Talkin' shit, might drop, people listen to it
I'm bangin' blood and whatever fluid
(Interlude)
Aye
(I fucked her then washed off my dick with the curtains inside of the Phantom)
Aye
(If he standing next to Young Thugger I trained 'em to kill for the camera)
Aye
(I'm feelin' like Malcom Middle, your bitches they surround me they can't miss ‘em)
Aye
(A young nigga come a long way from standin' on the corner wit the pistol)
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Metro Boomin' want some more x5
Aye, oh, nigga
Writer(s): Willie Spivey
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