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Young Metro (Explicit) - Future/Metro Boomin/The Weeknd
Lyrics by：Nayvadius Wilburn/Leland Wayne/Abel Makkonen Tesfaye
Composed by：Nayvadius Wilburn/Leland Wayne/Abel Makkonen Tesfaye
Produced by：Metro Boomin/David x Eli/Mike Dean
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Young Metro Young Metro Young Metro
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Okay okay okay
Evel Knievel Pluto told his heaters
"Leave nigga in the freezer" I'm big as a Beatle
Okay okay
**** on a diva I'm hot than a fever
Woo
Put d**e on one leaders more stripes than Adidas
I got these regular h*es
I got superstar h*es takin' pictures of me like the feds
Check out my video lil' ***** that's silly ho
Got me with a mill' in jewelry in the bed
Grip the forty while I'm sleep in my hand
Drink it up
Drink the d**e and I get cool as a fan
Turbo motor hot I'm scorchin' in France
Skrrt-skrrt
***** you bogus if you don't bring a friend
***** you bogus
Came from nothin' you can't feel what I'm sayin'
Came up
Hundred shots I gotta stick to the plan
One hundred
Sloppy toppy gotta get it again
Shorty boppin' she just pushin' the brand
Solo but the hitters pullin' up on demand
Chauffer with the Phantom I'm like Stunna when I land
I ain't never sober I got pills and I'm sharin'
Cop a new hammer with the cooler it don't jam
Took the show on the road gettin' bands on bands
On the high on the low I'm the man I'm the man
Man
Strikin' off strikin' off Porsche Cayenne
Strike out
Live it up ran it up got it expand

I been drowning
I been tryin'
I been low
All alone
Oh oh oh
Say you want me
Freebandz
I been drownin'
Got the hood in the trunk and that's my *****
I'm a mogul that make her a boss *****
Oh woah
I'ma float on this **** like the coast clear
I put d**e on my block make the d**e flip
I got work on me nigga I got dog ****
Get you hit in yo' **** it won't cost ****
Take a load and run through it in one minute
With that mud in my system I function
Took her freestyle and turned it to cash
I get fly to you this not a caption
When I got in this **** I got hot in this ****
I came through in a coupe I was smashin'
I was good in the hood servin' 'Phetamine
Gettin' a billion to see what's ahead of me
My real day ones they ready catch felonies
Goin' Richard Mille for the whole team
Tote a stick and throw dice at the curb
Ho go **** on a nigga I birthed
If she lose that's a choice and a curse
You lil' niggas I take you to church
Yeah yeah yeah
No no
Lord no
Lord have mercy
Jesus
Okay okay Jesus
Put d**e in one liters more stripes than Adidas
I need you