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Artiste : Metro Boomin & Future
Titre : Show of Hands
Take his chains, shorty, leave your mans for me (Can I trust you?)
Grab this cam, shorty, OnlyFans for me, uh
By a show of hands, who want a fatal? Throw them hands

Told me, "Show a Benz," just play your card, don´t show your hand (Uh)

Necklace gave me shoulder cramps
Pinky ring your show advance
I just sent a telegram
Grandma, you bore the man
Necklace gave me shoulder cramps
Pinky ring your show advance
Bracelet, Rollie, both ´em dance
A half a mill´ on both ´em hands

I´m a trap nigga, better watch your ho (Uh)
Ain´t no bap, nigga kickin´ in your door (Nigga)
Yeah (Woo), Chrome Hearty, I just bought the whole store

I blew her head up, now they call her the GOAT
Turned the swag up, her last nigga was broke
Bought all them bags for her, can´t fit ´em in her closet
She can change the ´fit up least ´bout three times a day
Ain´t use a condom, we fuck three times a day

This bitch so pretty, I wanna skeet it on her face
I done took the Adderall just to count up my cake
I´m goin´ Bugatti shoppin´, fuckin´ up this paper
First time I smashed it, I was highly sedated
It get past 3 a.m., I´m way out of my mind
Cost three-eighty and it barely got any diamonds
Skeleton, faded, spent a rack on it
My lawyer gon´ eat the case, that´s what these racks for

Necklace gave me shoulder cramps
Pinky ring your show advance
I just sent a telegram
Grandma, you bore the man
Necklace gave me shoulder cramps
Pinky ring your show advance
Bracelet, Rollie, both ´em dance
A half a mill´ on

Verse one
Call up Pluto, Metro, should´ve put me on the first one
Niggas swear they bitch the baddest, I just bagged the worst one
Niggas in they feelings over women, what, you hurt or somethin´?

I smash before you birthed, son, Flacko hit it first, son
Still don´ trust you, it´s always us, never them
Heard you dropped your latest shit
Funny how it just came and went (Ha-ha-ha)
Money long, but you know I gotta keep it trim (Trim)
Her waist small, but she ain´t slim
They call me Flacko Jodye, but I´m him (Grim)
Ain´t shit change, bitch
Upgraded a lame bitch
Stay up in your lane, bitch
My wrist a plain jane, bitch
She fuck me ´cause I´m famous
And they don´t speak my language
But bet she know my name, bitch
A stainless ´cause I don´t trust a thing, bitch (Why don´t you trust me?)

Fuck on her tongue, but really I just hit a lick (Lick, lick)
No more Balenci´ (Uh), I´m gettin´ really tired of Rick (Tired of that shit)
Cough up a lung (Lung), that Bloomin´ new Biscotti hit (´Scotti)
First of the month (Uh, month), I´m livin´ in your head rent-free (Boominati, nigga)

Necklace gave me shoulder cramps
Pinky ring your show advance
I just sent a telegram
Grandma, you bore the man
Necklace gave me shoulder cramps
Pinky ring your show advance
Bracelet, Rollie, both ´em dance
A half a mill´ on both ´em hands

I´m a trap nigga, better watch your ho (Can I trust you?)
Ain´t no bap, nigga kickin´ in your door (Nigga)
Chrome Hearty, I just bought the whole store
I blew her head up, now they call her the GOAT
Turned the swag up, her last nigga was broke (Uh)
Bought all them bags for her, can´t fit ´em in her closet
She can change the ´fit up least ´bout three times a day (Uh)

Fuck keepin´ this shit hip-hop
I wanna see a fuck nigga bleed out (Nigga)
(I knew we couldn´t trust them)
Everybody´s doin´ it down there

We really, you know, we was the ones that originated it in the first place
So we gon´ stick to the script
They´ll leave our style alone ´fore we leave it alone, know what I´m talkin´ ´bout?