Young Thug – Hercules Lyrics

[Intro]
Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro
Metro!
Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro
And what?
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga

[Hook]
Shit
Shoot a man, die like Ricky but not slick
Spent like 7 bands on a tri-color pick
All my signs red like a star, nigga no [?]
Blow the purple, nigga, high like fuckin’ martians, woah
In a foreign, yesterday I was just walkin’, woah
Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah
All red Dickies suit, I’m ridin’ down Slauson, woah
Hercu-Hercules
Hercu-Hercules
Hercu-Hercules
Hercu-Hercules

[Verse 1]
I smoke gas and it’s hurtin’ me, strong marijuana
She looked at him, oh now she watchin’ me
Bitch I’m speedin’ to the guap and me?
I was stackin’ money up, no, I can’t forget the cheese
Drop the top, shoot birds at the house
Fuck the other [?] in us, the skunk in us
[?] and they fight for us
We so tired of takin’ off, ain’t no more jump in us
YSL, aye man, they dunk us
These niggas [?]
They want me [?]
I’m still strong, mac and cheese on me
These niggas gone, I’m full, but I’m still hungry, BRRRATTT
Came give the clique top, I’mma make your bitch stop
Inside my tick tock (?)
I just bought a Cuban link, flooded with big rocks
[?] at me? well, I gotta get us up, woah

[Hook]
Shit
Shoot a man, die like Ricky but not slick
Spent like 7 bands on a tri-color pick
All my signs red like a star, nigga no [?]
Blow the purple, nigga, high like fuckin’ martians, woah
In a foreign, yesterday I was just walkin’, woah
Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah
All red Dickies suit, I’m ridin’ down Slauson, woah
Hercu-Hercules
Hercu-Hercules
Hercu-Hercules
Hercu-Hercules

[Verse 2]
First of all, I was doin’ this shit ‘fore I was rich
I don’t care at all, I would do it all for my clique
Fuck your conference call, pull up with a check and get my seed
Double D, you dig? No firework, it was lit
If there is a fuck nigga acting up
They took ya life and [?] fuck niggas was (?) up
I grab that tec, I grab that bottle and make every end
Then we pulled up and hit the spot and laid it up
Anaconda, we on that slime stuff, here to remind ya
Fuck your [?] she wasn’t fly enough
YSL, we shinin’ (?) shit behind us
[?] my crew the rock, baby you can climb us
I call my migo, migo come on let me juug through the city
He stopped for reefer (?), let ’em fly right to me
Bitches call me Casino cause I let ’em fly ’round the city
She want kilo [?] ride in a minute

[Hook]
Shit
Shoot a man, die like Ricky but not slick
Spent like 7 bands on a tri-color pick
All my signs red like a star, nigga no [?]
Blow the purple, nigga, high like fuckin’ martians, woah
In a foreign, yesterday I was just walkin’, woah
Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah
All red Dickies suit, I’m ridin’ down Slauson, woah
Hercu-Hercules
Hercu-Hercules
Hercu-Hercules
Hercu-Hercules

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