"Heavy Metal" lyrics
I'm on some whole other shit
Take a nigga bitch
Run down with that stick
Full throttle on a bitch
Like, we rock out, only heavy metal
223s clear the scene, cold bloody steppers
You would think my niggas rats, they love to get the cheddar
(They love to get the cheddar)
Ain't no niggas like my niggas, cause we do it better
I got they back, they got my back, we like black on leather
And Imma hold it down for 'em 'til this shit get better
I ain't got no ice, but my heart cold as ever
People be there for the moment, but never forever
Free lil [?], he up the road, gotta send him a letter
I gotta treat you like my people, 'cause the love be special
Couple niggas claim they real, but be fake and phony
But you ain't gotta prove a point, cuz you ain't really on it
I tried to put you on your feet, but you ain't really want it
And kept it real with you niggas, now we all up on this
Thuggin' through them late nights and schemin' on them early mornings
I never thought lil bruh would bend, I guess he double-jointed
You got some bitch-made ways, you niggas feelin' corny
That's why my Glock got a dick, that bitch really horny
Kept it a hunnid times ten since they say a lot
Never was the type to blend in, Imma stand out
Bitch steppin' out of march, but I could bring them bands out
You ain't know I'm finna blow like a nigga brought a fan out
I'm on some whole other shit
Take a nigga bitch
Run down with that stick
Full throttle on a bitch
Like, we rock out, only heavy metal
223s clear the scene, cold bloody steppers
You would think my niggas rats, they love to get the cheddar
(They love to get the cheddar)
Ain't no niggas like my niggas, cause we do it better
I got they back, they got my back, we like black on leather
And Imma hold it down for 'em 'til this shit get better
To all my niggas in my circle, this shit here official
RIP my nigga Mari, bruh, I really miss you
Forever you live on, so Imma keep that thirty in my denims
Never catch me lackin', 'cause the streets done turned me to a killer
These crackers playin' dirty, they givin' thirty for a pistol
They handin' niggas jerseys, I swear that it's a fucked up system
My mama, she be worried, she feel like I'm gon' be a victim
I told her that I'm straight, won't let em crop me out the picture
I know some niggas who gon' ride
Some niggas who gon' slide
Fuck niggas be out here playin' creep
So let a nigga try
He play with me, gon' die
Keep that forty on the side of me
I know some niggas wanna take me under
Can't even trust a soul, not even my baby mama
My guard up like a bitch, won't let you play up under
Gotta watch out for the snakes, niggas be anacondas
That shit ain't a hunnid
Take a nigga bitch
Run down with that stick
Full throttle on a bitch
Like, we rock out, only heavy metal
223s clear the scene, cold bloody steppers
You would think my niggas rats, they love to get the cheddar
(They love to get the cheddar)
Ain't no niggas like my niggas, cause we do it better
I got they back, they got my back, we like black on leather
And Imma hold it down for 'em 'til this shit get better
I ain't got no ice, but my heart cold as ever
People be there for the moment, but never forever
Free lil [?], he up the road, gotta send him a letter
I gotta treat you like my people, 'cause the love be special
Couple niggas claim they real, but be fake and phony
But you ain't gotta prove a point, cuz you ain't really on it
I tried to put you on your feet, but you ain't really want it
And kept it real with you niggas, now we all up on this
Thuggin' through them late nights and schemin' on them early mornings
I never thought lil bruh would bend, I guess he double-jointed
You got some bitch-made ways, you niggas feelin' corny
That's why my Glock got a dick, that bitch really horny
Kept it a hunnid times ten since they say a lot
Never was the type to blend in, Imma stand out
Bitch steppin' out of march, but I could bring them bands out
You ain't know I'm finna blow like a nigga brought a fan out
I'm on some whole other shit
Take a nigga bitch
Run down with that stick
Full throttle on a bitch
Like, we rock out, only heavy metal
223s clear the scene, cold bloody steppers
You would think my niggas rats, they love to get the cheddar
(They love to get the cheddar)
Ain't no niggas like my niggas, cause we do it better
I got they back, they got my back, we like black on leather
And Imma hold it down for 'em 'til this shit get better
To all my niggas in my circle, this shit here official
RIP my nigga Mari, bruh, I really miss you
Forever you live on, so Imma keep that thirty in my denims
Never catch me lackin', 'cause the streets done turned me to a killer
These crackers playin' dirty, they givin' thirty for a pistol
They handin' niggas jerseys, I swear that it's a fucked up system
My mama, she be worried, she feel like I'm gon' be a victim
I told her that I'm straight, won't let em crop me out the picture
I know some niggas who gon' ride
Some niggas who gon' slide
Fuck niggas be out here playin' creep
So let a nigga try
He play with me, gon' die
Keep that forty on the side of me
I know some niggas wanna take me under
Can't even trust a soul, not even my baby mama
My guard up like a bitch, won't let you play up under
Gotta watch out for the snakes, niggas be anacondas
That shit ain't a hunnid
