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graffik - metro lyrics

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[intro]
man, i told you, everyday it’s the same sh+t, man
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
yeah, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
uh, yeah

[chorus]
i touch a mic, it’s artwork
f+cking your b+tch, make her jaw hurt
yeah, put in hard work
yeah, b+tch, i might burst
with a toolie, keep it right under the couch
with the uzi, put that sh+t right in your mouth
yeah, i be f+ckin’ that b+tch, ain’t no doubt
that b+tch on me don’t jam and i’m bettin’ it now
ain’t no steppin’ it out, i be lettin’ it out
i promise the shot never jammin’
i’m all up in france, i go shoppin’ in paris (air that b+tch out)
i’m with your b+tch, i don’t talk to no parents
i’m with the squad and we sharing (get out my face)

[verse 1]
i know b+tches hate me, wanna k!ll me
someone get him out the booth, he sounding sh+tty
i’m in philly, i was poppin’ wheelies
you blew benjis on some benzis, boy, you silly
yeah, you f+ck my b+tch, you still my bro ’cause that’s the real me
can’t be fighting over that sh+t, that’s too picky
blood really thicker than water
look at this sh+t we apart of
can’t f+ck with frivolous artists, man, it’s too risky
i wish they would diss me
that lil’ b+tch should be on disney
when i’m in the booth, that sh+t be cl!cking
i pray for my next victim, i said rip ’em
[chorus]
i touch a mic, it’s artwork
f+cking your b+tch, make her jaw hurt
yeah, put in hard work
yeah, b+tch, i might burst
with a toolie, keep it right under the couch
with the uzi, put that sh+t right in your mouth
yeah, i be f+ckin’ that b+tch, ain’t no doubt
that b+tch on me don’t jam and i’m bettin’ it now
ain’t no steppin’ it out, i be lettin’ it out
i promise the shot never jammin’
i’m all up in france, i go shoppin’ in paris (air that b+tch out)
i’m with your b+tch, i don’t talk to no parents
i’m with the squad and we sharing (get out my face)

[verse 2]
i said the word, they got they weapon drawn
they gon’ make sure that i never fall
murderous people, they let it off
i’ma be there if you ever call
boy, look around where you steppin’ on
now you cheddar bob
your fans gon’ unsubscribe
i don’t skate, i got ice and i’m on my grind
long time ’til i’m in my prime
but i think that they know it’s time, yeah
i think that they know it’s mine, yeah
they ain’t bonafide, they just broke inside, yeah
i be overriding what they wrote
she get on top just like a motorbike, yeah
[chorus]
i touch a mic, it’s artwork
f+cking your b+tch, make her jaw hurt
yeah, put in hard work
yeah, b+tch, i might burst
with a toolie, keep it right under the couch
with the uzi, put that sh+t right in your mouth
yeah, i be f+ckin’ that b+tch, ain’t no doubt
that b+tch on me don’t jam and i’m bettin’ it now
ain’t no steppin’ it out, i be lettin’ it out
i promise the shot never jammin’
i’m all up in france, i go shoppin’ in paris (air that b+tch out)
i’m with your b+tch, i don’t talk to no parents
i’m with the squad and we sharing (get out my face)



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