More M's (feat. 21 Savage)

(Metro)

Metro in this bitch goin' brazy

Strike like a match, knock him out his hat

Knife to a gun fight, this ain't none of that

Had to cut her off, she got too attached

I ain't wastin' time that I'm never gettin' back

Takin' less L's, makin' more M's

Put her Skims on, now she actin' like she Kim

Take it to the paint, take it to the rim

You look good on camera, baby, let's go make a film

Big diamonds, Big Puns, VS1's

Long guns, home runs, I'm the don

I can hang in the trenches with no one

Plenty switches with extensions, it's no fun

Givin' out spankings

Ridin' with lil'— 'cause he shoot without thinkin'

Baptize a nigga, send him home in a blanket

Upgrade a bitch and put some diamonds in her anklet

Better not get no throw up on my seat, I know you drinkin'

You ain't fuck no rapper, you a dinosaur, you ancient

I like fried rice, you better cook like you an Asian

Wrote a lot of verses, but I never wrote no statement

I been in them rooms, I never did no contemplatin'

This bitch wanna argue, I ain't doin' no debatin'

Seen her with her nigga, waved my hand, I'm like: Hey, friend

Lookin' at the Shade Room, that shit be entertainin'

Tryna turn an opp into a motherfuckin' painting

Wells Fargo where I'm banking, nigga

Heard your album sales tankin', nigga

My bros down the road shank you, nigga

Strike like a match, knock him out his hat

Knife to a gun fight, this ain't none of that

Had to cut her off, she got too attached

I ain't wastin' time that I'm never gettin' back

Takin' less L's, makin' more M's

Put her Skims on, now she actin' like she Kim

Take it to the paint, take it to the rim

You look good on camera, baby, let's go make a film

6 God lurkin'

Come up off that bag for the boy that keep working

Dissin' on his album and it flopped, he deserved it

Come up out that booth and bring that energy in person

Got so many hits, it wouldn't be fair to do no verses

I could really go five hours in the stadium

What happened to that nigga claiming OVO? We traded him

Thought I was a popstar, I'm Slaughter Gang, I baited 'em

Walk around like Prince 'cause I got a lot of lady friends

Used to be in 'Sauga out at Sega City Playdium

Skatin' through this album like a Montreal Canadien

Way that I ran shit, you'd think I was Iranian

Niggas see my deal, look at they deal and now they hate the kid

Fuck, let me kick it basic

Niggas ain't got love for the boy, so they fake it

Crack a couple jokes to some bitches on some snake shit

But if I send a verse to they ass, then they'll take it

Shoot a video, arm around me like we aces

Or pop out at my shows, jump around with me on stages

Probably why these hoes love to shower me with praises

Might've fucked a rapper, girl, but you ain't fucked Drake yet

Yeah

Metro in this bitch goin' brazy

Strike like a match, knock him out his hat

Knife to a gun fight, this ain't none of that

Had to cut her off, she got too attached

I ain't wastin' time that I'm never gettin' back

Takin' less L's, makin' more M's

Put her Skims on, now she actin' like she Kim

Take it to the paint, take it to the rim

You look good on camera, baby, let's go make a film

(Metro)

Metro in this bitch goin' brazy