Superhero (Heroes & Villains)-Metro Boomin, Future & Chris Brown Lyrics

“Superhero (Heroes & Villains)”

[Intro: Future]

Yeah, yeah, two

(Metro)

Yeah, yeah

Drinking dope turned me to a superhero, yeah, yeah

Hit that pill, turned me to a superhero, yeah, yeah (Super)

Boominati turned me to a superhero, yeah, yeah (Metro)

(If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you)

[Pre-Chorus: Future]

I’m on that dope again, I’m on that flow again

Switch up the flow again, yeah, yeah (Switch it)

Flyer than a parachute, grippin’ that pole again

I’m on that oil again, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Future]

Candy in the cup, gotta get paid (What?)

King of the streets (Yeah), young nigga made

Sprayin’ up the crowd, takе it to the grave

Ain’t having problems, I’m sipping thе Barre

Shoutout to Dallas, my bitch is a star

Nigga get rich, better take it to war (Yeah)

Piss on your casket, shoot at your broad

Do you somethin’ nasty, roll you in a ‘gar

Bitch get graphic, fuck me in a car

I get you a brand new Rollie tomorrow

I put a brand new Rollie on your arm

Ain’t moving slow but I’m still on oil (Skrrt)

Tennis bracelets and they came with the frost (Frost)

Cuban links all the way up to your jaw (All the way up)

Step up the swag when I step on a broad

[Verse: Future]

Two dollar a half, ooh, that’s the cheapest one

Stacking these hundreds up, like coupons

Told you from the begin, upper echelon

I get to stacking up, I’m untouchable

I get to represent, money multiple

I’m at the top of the charts, unapproachable

Bread by the loaf, turbo the motor

Tic-Tac-Toe, kill another vulture

Selling the bowls, bitch do yoga

I deserve awards, serving these boulders

A hundred grand large when I shop, that’s the total

Fill up the garage, bitch, I’m a mogul

Ain’t no facadin’, ain’t no fugazi

I jump it off, I get paid

Drop top Royce, I’m going crazy

I push off, smoking on haze

Not tryna floss, Cartier shades

[Chorus: Future]

Candy in the cup, gotta get paid (What?)

King of the streets (Yeah), young nigga made

Sprayin’ up the crowd, take it to the grave

Ain’t having problems, I’m sipping the Barre

Shoutout to Dallas, my bitch is a star

Nigga get rich, better take it to war (Yeah)

Piss on your casket, shoot at your broad

Do you somethin’ nasty, roll you in a ‘gar

Bitch get graphic, fuck me in a car

I get you a brand new Rollie tomorrow

I put a brand new Rollie on your arm

Ain’t moving slow but I’m still on oil (Skrrt)

Tennis bracelets and they came with the frost (Frost)

Cuban links all the way up to your jaw (All the way up)

Step up the swag when I step on a broad

[Verse: Chris Brown & JAY-Z]

Dark Knight feeling, die and be a hero

Or live long enough to see yourself become a villain

Soon as you up, these niggas wanna bring you down

The weight of the world sit on my shoulders, hold the crown

I ain’t got a cape so I can’t save you now

Niggas wanna hate (Yeah), rather see you drown (Yeah)

And the world keep spinnin’ (And)

Like I’m the only one in it (Am I the only one?) Why?

They don’t wanna see you winnin’ (No, no, no, no)

So who’s really the villain? (Yeah, ooh)

Who’s the villain? Who’s the villain?

Live long enough to see yourself become a villain

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