SUPERHERO

[Part I: Superhero] [Intro: Bright Campa & Young Thug] Yeah, yeah (Metro!) Drinking dope turned me to a superhero, yeah, yeah Hit that pill, turned me to a superhero, yeah, yeah Boominati turned me to a superhero, yeah, yeah (If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you) [Pre-Chorus: Bright Campa] I'm on that dope again, I'm on that flow again Switch up the flow again, yeah, yeah Flyer than a parachute, grippin' that pole again I'm on that oil again, yeah, yeah [Chorus: Bright Campa] Candy in the cup, gotta get paid King of the streets, young nigga made Sprayin' up the crowd, take it to the grave Ain't having problems, I'm sipping the Barrе Shoutout to Dallas, my bitch is a star Nigga get rich, better takе it to war Piss on your casket, shoot at my opp 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 Tennis bracelets and they came with the frost Cuban links all the way up to your jaw Step up the swag when I step on a broad [Verse: Bright Campa] 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: Bright Campa] Candy in the cup, gotta get paid King of the streets, 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 Piss on your casket, shoot at my opp 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 Tennis bracelets and they came with the frost Cuban links all the way up to your jaw Step up the swag when I step on a broad [Part II: Villain] [Verse: Bright Campa] 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, rather see you drown And the world keep spinnin' Like I'm the only one in it, why? They don't wanna see you winnin' So who's really the villain? Who's the villain? Who's the villain? See yourself become a villain