Full Metal 2

− / 5 0 Reviewers Do you like this song? (Click stars to rate) ★★★★★ Save! My lyricsbox We came a long way Too far to turn back No choice but to keep going We ready doe Grrahhh I got bad bitches, every city My niggas livin' lavish but they all gritty We go out and we get it and we split the profit I'm keepin' to myself cause I ain't with the gossip I'm stickin' to the script, I'm a money getter Wig splitter, weed smoker, I don't do the liquor But I do the twitter, DM ya big sister Full Metal, don't hide cause I'm gone getcha Pull up on your block with the drop top Got my haters lookin' salty cause I'm everything they not Got them pretty bitches on me, you still fuckin' with them thots Rollin' up that loud pack, I can't hear what you talkin' 'bout Tell them niggas come and find me, you know I be duckin' off But if I found out you a snake, then Imma have to cut you off I was in the back seat and I seen you walk it out Boy, don't come to me with that beef cause we don't talk it out My hittas will get you The Nina gone kiss you Ya family gone miss you I swerve in the rental, I'm doin' 120, she givin' me temple You see how I'm snappin' I be wildin' out, I be wildin' out