Future – Young Metro Lyrics

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Yeah, yeah
Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro
Yeah, yeah
Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro
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)
Fuck on a diva, I’m hot than a fever (Woo)
Put dope on one leaders more stripes than Adidas (Okay, okay)
I got these regular hoes, I got superstar hoes takin’ pictures of me like the feds
Check out my video, lil’ bitch, that’s silly, ho
Got me with a mill’ in jewelry, in the bed (Okay, okay)

Grip the forty while I’m sleep in my hand (Drink it up)
Drink the dope and I get cool as a fan (Drink it up)
Turbo motor how I’m scorchin’ in France (Skrrt-skrrt)
Bitch, you bogus if you don’t bring a friend (Bitch, 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

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I been drowning
I been tryin’
I been low
All alone (Oh, oh, oh)
Say you want me (Oh, oh, oh)
Freebandz
I been drownin’

Yeah, yeah (I been drownin’)
Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro
Yeah, yeah (I been drownin’)
Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Got the hood in the trunk and that’s my bitch
I’m a mogul, that make her a boss bitch (Oh, woah)
I’ma float on this shit like the coast clear
I put dope on my Glock, make the dope flip (Oh, woah)
I got work on me, nigga, I got dog shit
Get you hit in yo’ shit, it won’t cost shit
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 shit, I got hot in this shit
I came through in a coupe, I was smashin’ (Oh, woah)
I was good in the hood servin’ ‘Phetamine
Gettin’ a billion to see what’s ahead of me (Oh, woah)
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 fuck on a nigga I birthed
If she lose, that’s a choice and a curse
You lil’ niggas, I take you to church (Oh, woah)

Yeah, yeah
Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro (Oh, woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, okay
Oh, woah
No, no
Lord, no
Okay, okay
Lord, have mercy
Okay, okay (Jesus)

Evel Knievel, Pluto told his heaters, “Leave nigga in the freezer,” I’m big as a Beatle (Okay, okay, Jesus)
Fuck on a diva, I’m hot than a fever (Woo)
Put dope in one liters, more stripes than Adidas (Okay, okay, Jesus)
I got these regular hoes, I got superstar hoes takin’ pictures of me like the feds
Check out my video, lil’ bitch, that’s silly, ho
Got me with a mill’ in jewelry in the bed (Okay, okay)

I need you
Okay, okay
Okay, okay

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