Metro Spider

[Intro: Young Thug & Elkan]
What’s this life really worth
When you’re stuck in a hearse?
Yeah (Dead or alive)
Metro Boomin (Dead or alive)
HEROES & VILLAINS, brodie (Dead or alive)
Somebody gotta be bad, somebody gotta be good, you feel me? (Dead or alive)
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
L.A., I get my pills from a doctor
Pimpin’ a couple of bitches at Copper
I didn’t like that pic, now crop it
You talkin’ ’bout a check, now stop it
Water slip off my wrist, it’s droppin’
Now I got a couple baguettes in my pocket
Big B, I been rockin’ Chanel, then throwin’ up Cs and that’s for Charlie, ha
Point it out, you know I’ma buy it
Yeah, I was livin’ my life on a yacht (Uh)
I ain’t takin’ my chain off, thot (Nah)
Like the way that you suckin’ 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, gettin’ 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 writers, yeah
Caught up with your wifey and one night her, ayy
I put that shit on, I’m a fuckin’ striker
Yeah, leather on, leather on leather like a fuckin’ biker

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Yeah, droppin’ the top on the Lambo’, know it’s a ‘mando, yeah
Yeah, whole life still a gamble, mob life just like Sopranos
Yeah, Gallery Department, no sandals, and it’s 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
Droppin’ my album this year, nobody gettin’ spared, nigga, both of my banners right there
Know you see the fish-bowl tint and the motor geeked up, that’s a motherfuckin’ cam right there
Know you see the blam right there, they ain’t playin’ right there, they’ll pull up in a Sedan right there
Hundred bands sittin’ right there, you ain’t gettin’ no smoke, you a run for a band right there
All yo’ opps in your face and you runnin’ ’round this place, we ain’t gettin’ yo’ man right there
I put the rose, rose, diamonds to poke in my motherfuckin’ nose
She my sex slave, and 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, gettin’ 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 writers, yeah
Caught up with your wifey, and one night her, ayy
I put that shit on, I’m a fuckin’ striker, yeah
Leather on, leather on leather like a fuckin’ biker

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