Hercules lyrics

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Quavo


[Intro]
Thugger
The Thugger, baby, yeah
(Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro)
Metro! Hee
Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro
And what?
(Metro Boomin want some more, n*gga)

[Chorus]
sh*t, shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick
Spent like seven bands on a tri-color pit
All my signs red like a stop, n*gga, no pit
I’m on the purple, n*gga, high like f*ckin' Martians, woah
In a foreign yesterday, I was just walkin', woah
Left my baby mama, now my b*tch a Barbie, woah
All-red di*kies suit, I'm ridin' down Slauson, woah (skrt)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hercu-Hercules (whoa, yeah, yeah, hey, hey)
Hercu-Hercules (heeh, heeh, yay, heeh, heeh)
Hercu-Hercules (ooh, yah, yaaaaah, yeah, yeah)
Hercu-Hercules (I got, I got, I got lean)

[Verse 1]
I smoke gas, that's that Hercules (strong marijuana)
She looked at him, oh, now she watchin' me (b*tch likes my persona)
b*tch, I'm speedin' to that guapanese (skrrt)
Old Chevy mounted up, I can't forget the T
Drop the top, shoot birds at the officers (f*ck 'em)
f*ck them boys, they costin' us, they stalkin' us
They know they old lady not runnin', they fall for us
We so tired of takin' losses, ain't no more chalkin' us, I promise
YSL on ape and they donkeys
These n*ggas pointless, they want me wanted
I'm still a stoner, MAC and cheese on me
These n*ggas clonin', I'm full but I'm still hungry
Hey when the click clock, I'll make your b*tch stop
Ice inside my tick tock, boss cookies, no brisco
I just bought a Cuban link, flooded with big rocks
Snitches tryna juug at me, I gotta dead sum
Whoa, sh*t
[Chorus]
sh*t, shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick
Spent like seven bands on a tri-color pit
All my signs red like a stop, n*gga, no pit
I’m on the purple, n*gga, high like f*ckin' Martians, woah
In a foreign yesterday, I was just walkin', woah
Left my baby mama, now my b*tch a Barbie, woah
All-red di*kies suit, I'm ridin' down Slauson, woah (skrt)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hercu-Hercules (whoa, yeah, yeah, hey, hey)
Hercu-Hercules (heeh, heeh, yay, heeh, heeh)
Hercu-Hercules (ooh, yah, yaaaaah, yeah, yeah)
Hercu-Hercules (I got, I got, I got lean)

[Verse 2]
Okay first of all, I was doin' this sh*t 'fore I was rich
I don't care at all, I'll go do a dolphin for my clique
f*ck your conference call, pull up with a check and get my sig
Double D, you dig? No firework, it was lit
And then some f*ck n*gga was hatin' on me
They took ya life, I know some f*ck n*ggas waitin' on it
I grab that TEC, I grab that 40 and the F&N
Then we pulled up ready to squabble, yeah we waited on 'em
Anaconda, we on that slime stuff, here to remind ya
f*cked your old lady, she want the finest
YSL, we shinin', let her stand behind us
Yeah my crew we rock, rock, baby you can climb us
I call my migo, migo come and let me juug through the city
He stuffed it with burritos and he let 'em fly right to me
b*tches call me Casino but I let 'em ride 'round the city
She want bingo, kilo, no sweat, now she can ride in the Bentley
Whoa
[Chorus]
sh*t, shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick
Spent like seven bands on a tri-color pit
All my signs red like a stop, n*gga, no pit
I’m on the purple, n*gga, high like f*ckin' Martians, woah
In a foreign yesterday, I was just walkin', woah
Left my baby mama, now my b*tch a Barbie, woah
All-red di*kies suit, I'm ridin' down Slauson, woah (skrt)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hercu-Hercules (whoa, yeah, yeah, hey, hey)
Hercu-Hercules (heeh, heeh, yay, heeh, heeh)
Hercu-Hercules (ooh, yah, yaaaaah, yeah, yeah)
Hercu-Hercules (I got, I got, I got lean)

[Outro]
Thugger Thugger said he have a brand new stick
Thugger Thugger sittin' on some fashion sh*t
Thugger Thugger still livin' like a boss
YSL my team, my squad
Metro Boomin want some more, n*gga
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