Young Thug - Hercules lyrics

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Young Thug - Hercules lyrics

[Intro:] Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro Metro! Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro And what? Metro Booming want some more, n***a [Chorus:] Sick Shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick Spent like 7 bands on a tri-colored pit All my signs red like a stop, n***a no pit Blow the purple, n***a, high like f**ing martians, woah In a foreign, yesterday I was just walking, woah Left my baby mama, now my b**h a Barbie, woah All red dickies suit, I'm riding down Slauson, woah Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules [Verse 1:] I smoke gas, that's that Hercules, strong marijuana She looked at him, oh now she watching me b**h I'm speeding to that guapanese I was stacking money up, no, I can't forget the T Drop the top, shoot birds at the officers f** them boys, they costing us, they stalking us They know they old lady not running, they'll fall for us We so tired of taking loses, ain't no more chalking up I swear, I promise YSL on ape and they donkeys These n***as pointless They want me I'm still a stoner, mac and cheese on me These n***as clone me, I'm full, but I'm still hungry Hey when the click clock, I'll make your b**h stop Ice Inside my tick tock, cookies, no I just bought a Cuban link, flooded with big rocks b**hes trying to juug at me? Well, I gotta get us up, woah sh** [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Okay first of all, I was doing this sh** fore I was rich I don't care at all, I'll go do a dolphin for my clique f** your conference call, pull up with a check and get my seed Double D, you dig? No firework, it was lit If there's a f** n***a was hating on me They took ya life and I know some f** n***as waiting 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 f**ed your old lady, she wasn't fly enough YSL, we shining, 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 b**hes call me Casino cause I let em ride round the city She want bingo kilo no sweat, now she can ride in a Bentley [Chorus]