Superhero Lyrics – Metro Boomin ft. Future & Chris Brown

[Part I: Superhero]

[Intro: Future & Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah, two (Metro!)
Yeah, yeah
Drinking dope turned me to a superhero, yeah, yeah
Hit that pill, turned me to a superhero, yeah, Super
Boominati turned me to a superhero, yeah (Metro)
(If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gone shoot you)

[Pre-Chorus: Future]
I'm on that dope again, I'm on that flow again
Switched up the flow again, yeah, yeah (Switch it)
Flyer than a parachute, gripping that pole again
I'm on that oil again, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Future]
Candy in the cup, gotta get paid (What?)
King of the streets, young n!gga made
Spraying up the crowd, take it to the gravе
Ain't having problems, I'm sipping the Barre
Shoutout to Dallas, my b!tch is a star
N!gga gеt rich, better take it to war
P!ss on your casket, shoot at your broad
Do you something nasty, roll you in a 'gar
B!tch get graphic, f**k me in a car
I get you a brand new Rollie tomorrow
I put that brand new Rollie on your arm
Ain't moving slow when I'm skrrting 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: Future]
Two and a half, oh, that's the cheapest one
Been stacking these hundreds up, like coupons
Told you (Forever?) never again, upper echelon
I get to stacking up, I'm untouchable
I get to represent, money multiple
When I'm at the top of the charts, unapproachable
Bread by the loaf, turbo the motor
Tic-Tac-Toe, kill another vulture
Selling them bowls, b!tch do yoga
I deserve an award, serving these boulders
A hundred grand large when I shop, that's the total
Fill up the garage, b!tch, I'm a mogul
Ain't no facade, 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: Future]
Candy in the cup, gotta get paid (What?)
King of the streets, young n!gga made
Spraying up the crowd, take it to the grave
Ain't having problems, I'm sipping the Barre
Shoutout to Dallas, my b!tch is a star
N!gga get rich, better take it to war
P!ss on your casket, shoot at your broad
Do you something nasty, roll you in a 'gar
B!tch get graphic, f**k me in a car
I get you a brand new Rollie tomorrow
I put that brand new Rollie on your arm
Ain't moving slow when I'm skrrting 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: Chris Brown]
Dark Knight feeling, die and be a hero
Or live long enough to see yourself become a villain
Soon as you up, these n!ggas 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
N!ggas wanna hate (Yeah) they'd rather see you drown (Yeah)
And the world keep spinning
Like I'm the only one in it (Am I the only one? Why?)
They don't wanna see you winning (No, no, no, no)
So who's really the villain? (Yeah, oh)
Who's the villain? Who's the villain?
Live long enough to see yourself become a villain