Meyhem Lauren – Aggressive Metal

Gifted with the jewels on
Yeah, yeah
[?] I’m just doing me
Street corner music for my niggas that dump
Swerving like we dodging potholes
Let the Glock shake the block like the box to the trunk
’84 Guccis on, wrist on chill
I speak a thousand
[Verse 1: Meyhem Lauren]
[Verse 2: Meyhem Lauren]
Sway patch up a precise, we looking cleanly
If not, I rock a Gucci kick
Pop bottle, pop tags, pop collars
That shit is untrue like me seen rocking a sandal
My niggas got those
Eat steak, move flake while we get this meal
That’s how you rock hoes
AKA Lauren Avicii
I been fresh, a dirtbag bitch couldn’t be friendly
Welcome to Queens where niggas show you how to Uzi spit
I don’t get scared of police like I’m a White child
Like, like he was nothing
Peace to niggas fucking with birds and big eights
Stacking papes looking like apes that need crates
I’m a Nike head
Like, he was just meat, nigga
Prescribe work to heal a client
Falsely, I’ve been implicated in a scandal
Yo, that shit’s fucked up, man
Champagne sprinkled in cups while niggas browsing
That nigga hit the nigga up like he was just like Shish kebab
My whole team stars, we never settle for benches
Doing good, I’m talking real refinement
Finesse this fucking lifestyle
It’s all Queens everything
I’m thinking right now
Doggy, I’m straight like a wheel alignment
Son, he lit him up, son
Aggressive metal protects metal that’s precious
We reckless
I mean, yo…

He lit the nigga up like a Christmas tree, son
I don’t even hit them with G
[Intro: Meyhem Lauren]
Niggas get popped for acting like they block scholars
I speak success fluently
I mean, like, that shit’s fucked up, son
Like it was the Fourth of July, son

My whip big body like Bes’
Yo, that nigga was trying to fucking cook the nigga, son
It’s Laurenovich
Swipe to the left like we using Tinder
Yo, that nigga just…
Leave your skin cut up there like we [?]
That shit…