Metro Spider Lyrics by Metro Boomin and Young Thug

Metro Boomin and Young Thug Lyrics

Metro Spider is the eighth track off Metro Boomin’s “Heroes & Villains” album, this track features rapper Young Thug, read the full lyrics to ’Metro Spider’ below and sing along.

Metro Boomin & Young Thug - Metro Spider Lyrics

Intro: Young Thug
Was the night really worth
When you're stuck in a hearse?
Yeah
Metro Boomin
HEROES & VILLAINS, brodie
Somebody gotta be bad, somebody gotta be good, you feel me?
Ayy

Verse 1: Young Thug
Own a label, I gotta get smarter (Spider)
I don't trust women, so I thank God that I had some daughters (Woo)
I'm the youngest, but yet I'm richer than every one of my brothers (Let's go)
I took flawless baguettes and put it on my mama and father
Lately, I get my pills from a doctor
Pimping a couple of bitches, they copper
I done liked that pic, don't crop it
You talking 'bout a check, now stop it
Water slip off my wrist, it's dropping now
I got a couple baguettes in my pocket
Big B, I been rocking Chanel, then throwing up Cs and that's for challenge, ha
Point it out, you know I'ma buy it
Yeah, I was living my life on a yacht (Uh)
I ain't taking my chain off a thot (Nah)
Like the way that she sucking my cock (Woo-woo)
Got some Act', then let's go get a pop (Let's go)
Took the latch off and went to the top (Let's go)
Niggas tried to say that I wasn't hot
Now they say I don't belong in this spot, ha, uh

Chorus: Young Thug
Metro, Metro, Metro bought me a painting from Basel (Woo)
I went two-tone on my bezel, Baccarat the candles
Maybach, getting me some top, meanwhile I flip the channel
Bigger than the president, now my whole life a scandal, yeah
Spider, spider, spider, please dismiss these riders, yeah
Caught up with your wifey and one night her, ayy
I put that shit on, I'm a fucking striker
Yeah, leather on, leather on leather like a fucking biker

Verse 2: Young Thug
Yeah, drop me the top on a Lambo', know it's a 'mando, yeah
Yeah, whole life still a gamble, mob life feel like Sopranos
Yeah, gallery department, no sandals, and this camo
My wrist is a chandelier, no beer over here, rock crocodile sandals all year
Better have manners right here, my family right here, nigga, both of my parents right here
Dropping my album this year, nobody getting spared, nigga, both of my banners right there
Know you see the fish-bowl tint and the motor geeked up, that's a motherfucking camera right there
Know you see the blunt right there, they ain't playin' right there, they'll pull up and just stand right there
Hundred bands sitting right there, you ain't gettin' no smoke, you arriving for a band right there
All yo' opps see face and you ran around his place, we ain't getting yo' mans right there
I put the Rolls-Rolls, diamonds to put up my motherfuckinv nose
She my sex slave, but she still don't let me pay though

Chorus: Young Thug
Metro, Metro, Metro bought me a painting from Basel (Metro)
I went two-tone on my bezel, Baccarat the candles
Maybach, getting me some top, meanwhile I flip the channel
Bigger than the president, now my whole life a scandal, yeah
Spider, spider, spider, please dismiss these riders, yeah
Caught up with your wifey, and one night her, ayy
I put that shit on, I'm a fucking striker, yeah
Leather on, leather on leather like a fucking biker

Outro: Young Thug
I been fresh as hell every time you see me on sight
Anything happen, my kids got Ms so everything all right
I done got used to taking pills and being up all night
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga

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