Hercules

Thugger, The Thugger, Baby, yeah

Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro

Metro

Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro

And what?

Metro Boomin want some more, nigga

Sick

Shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick

Spent like seven bands on a tri-color pit

All my signs red like a stop, nigga no pit

Blow the purple, nigga, high like fuckin' martians, woah

In a foreign, yesterday I was just walkin', woah

Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah

All-red Dickies suit, I'm ridin' down Slauson, woah

Hercu-Hercules (Whoa, yeah, yeah, hey, hey)

Hercu-Hercules (Heeh, heeh, yay, heeh, heeh)

Hercu-Hercules (Ooh, yah, yeah, yeah)

Hercu-Hercules (I got, I got, I got lean)

I smoke gas, that's that Hercules, strong marijuana

She looked at him, oh, now she watchin' me

Bitch likes my persona

Bitch I'm speedin' to that guapanese (Skrrt)

Old Chevy mounted up, I can't forget the T

Drop the top, shoot birds at the officers (Fuck 'em)

Fuck them boys, they costin' us, they stalkin' us

They know they old lady not runnin', they fall for us

We so tired of takin' losses, ain't no more chalkin' us

I swear, I promise

YSL on ape and they donkeys

These niggas pointless

They want me wanted

I'm still a stoner, MAC and cheese on me

These niggas clonin', I'm full but I'm still hungry

Hey when the click clock, I'll make your bitch stop

Ice inside my tick tock, boss cookies, no brisco

I just bought a Cuban link, flooded with big rocks

Snitches tryna juug at me, I gotta dead some, whoa shit

Shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick

Spent like seven bands on a tri-color pit

All my signs red like a stop, nigga no pit

Blow the purple, nigga, high like fuckin' martians, woah

In a foreign, yesterday I was just walkin', woah

Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah

All red Dickies suit, I'm ridin' down Slauson, woah (Skrt)

Hercu-Hercules (Whoa, yeah, yeah, hey, hey)

Hercu-Hercules (Heeh, heeh, yay, heeh, heeh)

Hercu-Hercules (Ooh, yah, yeah, yeah)

Hercu-Hercules (I got, I got, I got lean)

Okay first of all, I was doin' this shit 'fore I was rich

I don't care at all, I'll go do a dolphin for my clique

Fuck your conference call, pull up with a check and get my sig

Double D, you dig? No firework, it was lit

And then some fuck nigga was hatin' on me

They took ya life, I know some fuck niggas waitin' on it

I grab that TEC, I grab that 40 and the F&N

Then we pulled up and hit the spot, yeah we laid it on 'em

Anaconda, we on that slime stuff, here to remind ya

Fucked your old lady, she wasn't fly enough

YSL, we shinin', let her stand behind us

Yeah, my crew we rock, rock, baby you can climb us

I call my migo, migo come and let me juug through the city

He stuffed a burrito and he let 'em fly right to me

Bitches call me Casino 'cause I let 'em ride 'round the city

She want bingo, kilo, no sweat, now she can ride in a Bentley

Whoa, sick

Shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick

Spent like seven bands on a tri-color pit

All my signs red like a stop, nigga no pit

Blow the purple, nigga, high like fuckin' martians, woah

In a foreign, yesterday I was just walkin', woah

Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah

All red Dickies suit, I'm ridin' down Slauson, woah

Hercu-Hercules (Whoa, yeah, yeah, hey, hey)

Hercu-Hercules (Heeh, heeh, yay, heeh, heeh)

Hercu-Hercules (Ooh, yah, yeah, yeah)

Hercu-Hercules (I got, I got, I got lean)

Thugger Thugger said he have a brand new stick

Thugger Thugger sittin' on some fashion shit

Thugger Thugger still livin' like a boss

YSL my team, my squad