Aggressive Metal

Lyrics

[Intro] Yo Yo, that nigga just... Son, he lit him up, son He lit the nigga up like a Christmas tree, son Like it was the Fourth of July, son I mean, yo... That shit... Yo, that nigga was trying to fucking cook the nigga, son I mean, like, that shit's fucked up, son That nigga hit the nigga up like he was just like Shish kebab Like, he was just meat, nigga Like, like he was nothing Yo, that shit's fucked up, man [Intro: Meyhem Lauren] Yeah, yeah AKA Laurenovicci It's all Queens everything Yo [Verse 1: Meyhem Lauren] Swerving like we dodging potholes My niggas got those Gifted with the jewels on That's how you rock hoes I don't even hit them with G I speak a thousand Champagne sprinkled in cups while niggas browsing '84 Guccis on, wrist on chill Eat steak, move flake while we get this meal Street corner music for my niggas that dump Let the Glock shake the block like the box to the trunk Sway patch up a precise, we looking cleanly I been fresh, a dirtbag bitch couldn't be friendly Pop bottle, pop tags, pop collars Niggas get popped for acting like they block scholars Falsely, I've been implicated in a scandal That shit is untrue like me seen rocking a sandal I'm a Nike head If not, I rock a Gucci kick Welcome to Queens where niggas show you how to Uzi spit [Verse 2: Meyhem Lauren] Doing good, I'm talking real refinement Doggy, I'm straight like a wheel alignment Prescribe work to heal a client Aggressive metal protects metal that's precious My whole team stars, we never settle for benches My whip big body like Bes' We reckless Finesse this fucking lifestyle I'm thinking right now I don't get scared of police like I'm a White child I speak success fluently [?] I'm just doing me Swipe to the left like we using Tinder Leave your skin cut up there like we [?] Stacking papes looking like apes that need crates Peace to niggas fucking with birds and big eights It's Laurenoviche