Heavy Metal

Heavy metal
I up it on anyone let me tell you
I'm one of one play with guns for fun
Niggas ain't fucking with me on any level
Got a forty five caliber
I'm taking out any challenger
Got a AR with a strap on it look like I'm a part of Metallica
I'm getting money I'm stacking cash
I rob and jug bro pass the mask
I'm from the bottom came from the dirt children of the grave like Black Sabbath
She wanna fuck but I had to pass
Her face was hit with the flattest ass
Told her give me mouth I be in and out let's make this quick like a smash and grab

Marylin Manson I'm six deep
We on separate teams like the big three
Who can score the most we pulling up on the opps everyday this week
Niggas talking hot but they shit weak
I won't hesitate to put him six feet
Tryna fuck with me you will never win like back stoking up shits creek
Don't sleep on me don't go to bed
Make the wrong move I'll blow the tec
They don't call me Choppa for no reason when I come around better show respect
Little niggas better not over step
Cuz if they do then you know what's next
Ima draw the line in the sand right now bitch nigga I'm a motor head



Credits
Writer(s): Tyrell Durham
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