Still Turnt (Forever B$hot)

Still Turnt (Forever B$hot) - Metro Boomin

Lyrics by：Leland Wayne/Rashad Battle/Markell Cody/Tamaj Pullen

Composed by：Leland Wayne/Rashad Battle/Markell Cody/Tamaj Pullen

Produced by：Metro Boomin

Still

I'm just openin' it up wakin' you up informin' you

Still

Metro

Doin' what we doin'

Havin' what we havin'

Tell you president

Let that money fly **** it we done trapped to mars boy

When you swag like this I got some hoes you can borrow boy

Bank roll bussin' out your pocket we still call 'em thigh pads

We the ones that broke the scale

Hood rich

Servin' out the trap bag

Let that money fly **** it we done trapped to mars boy

When you swag like this I got some hoes you can borrow boy

Bank roll bussin' out your pocket we still call 'em thigh pads

We the ones that broke the scale servin' out the trap bag

Bust out trappin' in the water then they comin' back glad

It ain't really nothin' to this **** nigga we just splash

Been a teacher to these niggas took they ass to swag class

Super charged flying past I'm just high way on the gas

Yeah we still turnt

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Antique on my pants them True's gon' show her ass

Always Jim Jones Chrome Heart on my hat

Goyard for the belt with the bag to match

***** my life a movie you know I'm living fast

Still lit when they found me I was turnt nigga

Did my first song when I was sixteen and it worked nigga

Money swag Moncler watch her twerk nigga

Ho sit down for that work hit my chirp nigga

Let that money fly **** it we done trapped to mars boy

When you swag like this I got some hoes you can borrow boy

Bank roll bussin' out your pocket we still call 'em thigh pads

We the ones that broke the scale servin' out the trap bag

Bust out trappin' in the water then they comin' back glad

It ain't really nothin' to this **** nigga we just splash

Been a teacher to these niggas took they ass to swag class

Super charged flying past I'm just high way on the gas

Yeah we still turnt

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Yeah we still turnt and we smokin' purp

Big bro got Jamaican work he said his chicken jerked

Bend that lil trunk of put 3 5 in the blunt

I'm mixing Polo with the Prada I do my own stunts

First yall niggas sippin' Act' new lil' **** her ass fat

And I found that money like that money **** got LoJack

Me and guap and Metro yeah we go back like four flat

Say go and take it easy on your thumbs you count up munyun too much

Let that money fly **** it we done trapped to mars boy

When you swag like this I got some hoes you can borrow boy

Bank roll bussin' out your pocket we still call 'em thigh pads

We the ones that broke the scale servin' out the trap bag

Bust out trappin' in the water then they comin' back glad

It ain't really nothin' to this **** nigga we just splash

Been a teacher to these niggas took they ass to swag class

Super charged flying past I'm just high way on the gas

Yeah we still turnt

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Yeah we still turnt

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Metroski

Me and guap and Metro yeah we go back like four flat

Let that money fly we done trapped to mars

When your swag like this when your swag like this

Ay Metro check this out man look we tired of that zibba-zabba-zabba-zabba music man

We need some of that real music back that old Atlanta back man

We need some of that futuristic lean

We need some of that J Money first name last name

Some of that wassup wassup baow baow baow

We need all that back okay

Look I'm tryna have fun again Metro

These clubs different now

I'm tired of the percocet music

I'm tired of these girls walkin' into them clubs drunk can't walk can't stand up

They too turnt all they wanna do is go live and be on they Snap

Look Metro we sick of that okay

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Look we tryna have fun in the club

We ain't tryna worry about getting shot at all the damn time

Come on now Metro let's bring it back

Let's bring it back baby cuz I'm ready

I'm ready to get twerked on again