Superhero (Heroes & Villains) - Metro Boomin, The Weeknd & 21 Savage

(Metro, metro, metro, metro) Drankin' 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 (Metro) (If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you) I'm on that dope again, I'm in that flow again Switch up the flow again, yeah, yeah Flyer than a parachute, gripping that pole again I'm on that oil again, yeah, yeah Candy in the cup, gotta get paid King in the streets, young nigga made Sprayin' up the crowd, take it to the grave Ain't havin' problems, I'm sippin' the bar Shoutout to Dallas, my bitch is a star Nigga get rich, ready take you to war Piss on your casket, shoot at your broad Do you something nasty, roll you in a 'gar Bitch get graphic, fuck me in a car I get you a brand new Rollie tomorrow I put that brand new Rollie on your arm Ain't movin' 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 Two dollar half, ooh, that's the cheapest one Stackin' these hundreds up, like coupons Told you from the beginning, upper echelon And I get to stackin' 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, killing all the vultures Selling elbows, 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 drop it off, I get paid Drop top Royce, I'm going crazy I push off, smoking on haze Not tryna floss, Cartier shades Candy in the cup, gotta get paid King in the streets, young nigga made Sprayin' up the crowd, take it to the grave Ain't havin' problems, I'm sippin' the bar Shoutout to Dallas, my bitch is a star Nigga get rich, ready take you to war Piss on your casket, shoot at your broad Do you something nasty, roll you in a 'gar Bitch get graphic, fuck me in a car I get you a brand new Rollie tomorrow I put that brand new Rollie on your arm Ain't movin' 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 Dark Knight feeling, die or 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 (yeah) And the world keep spinnin' (yeah) Like I'm the only one in it (am I the only one?) Why? They don't wanna see you winnin' (no, no, no, no) So who's really the villain? (Yeah) (Whooo, who's the villain? Who's the villain?) (Live long enough to see yourself become a villain)

Metro! Drop top in rain this night feel insane I'm up dodgin rain drops On road in this Range Double cup this pain Im fucked up I can't aim Triple cups of anger I can't hold this in I throw it recoup it I got a check i just had to do it I mix up the jazz I rhythm and blues it It make you crash when you goin thru it Pill pop the pain This purple rain Do this again Hill top Skylaning You get chills that's alright You stayed down, down for life Out the field in the wild Up my hill it's a mile You come still with the smile I ain't feel in a while New AP no timex I'm right now and I'm next Put the whole game on my neck I run it up hills, chiropractor bills You should charge mills wherever i reside Its quiet, private, silence But everytime 9pm its high pitch 12 o'clock, riot Drop top in rain this night feel insane I'm up dodgin rain drops On road in this range Double cup this pain I'm fucked up I cant aim Triple cups of anger I can't hold this in I throw it recoup it I got a check i just had to do it I mix up the jazz I rhythm and blues it It make you crash when you goin thru it Pill pop the pain Piss purple rain Do this again Hill top Skylaning When it kick back got some recoil Had to run it back made a sequel Way she did that it cant be legal Now she feelin heiress feeling regal Stuff the whole bird in a seagull Girl you got me good feelin evil Dark skin chick in the daytime She turn off the news and give me headlines Put it in the air dodging fair time Stash it in their face somewhere they cant find I'm wrapping up the crib with the grapevines Dont care bout what you heard thru the grapevines I might be the man, but i'm the mankind You might feel insane but I'm insaner Drop top in rain this night feel insane I'm up dodgin rain drops On road in this range Double cup this pain Im fucked up I cant aim Triple cups of anger I can't hold this in I throw it recoup it I got a check i just had to do it I mix up the jazz I rhythm and blues it It make you crash when you goin thru it Pill pop the pain Piss purple rain Do this again Hill top Skylaning Metroo!