Metronome - SOLID

Now wave your hands back and forth like a metronome

(Wave 'em, wave 'em, wave 'em, wave 'em)

Now wave your hands back and forth like a metronome

(Wave 'em, wave 'em, wave 'em, wav 'em)

Now wave your hands back and forth like a mtronome

(Wave 'em, wave 'em, wave 'em, wave 'em)

Now wave your hands back and forth like a metronome

(Wave 'em, wave 'em, wave 'em, wave 'em)

Yeah, yeah

Now wave your hands back and forth like a metronome

We got some hotties in the building, finna set the tone

We got a match for every single damn chromosome

We been, we been bout to take the throne

Verse 1: Nickyy Danger]

They say we all came based on evolution

But I’ve never been one to seek or chase a revolution

Why is that? I build confidence

Mixed with honest shit

Probably why the team humble even when we here conquering

Deliberate a dinner plate, who gone share a meal with me?

My request is that you show some ethics mixed with chivalry

Or at least some symmetry

The devil ain’t no friend to me

I only see his gritty teeth, beady eyes and puppetry

Now I’m on a different path, tryna find a balance

Be a full time father while I’m juggling your talents

A do-it-once-a-day-er getting tossed up out the palace

I don’t do the disrespect, but I also hold no malice

I been thinking on the future of my kids

Tryna give them everything they wanna ever wanna get

A boss up in the making and that’s just what it is

Now let me see if I can raise your hands a little bit, uh huh

Now wave your hands back and forth like a metronome

We got some hotties in the building, finna set the tone

We got a match for every single damn chromosome

We been, we been bout to take the throne

Now wave your hands back and forth like a metronome

(Hands up, wave 'em like a metronome)

We got some hotties in the building, finna set the tone

We got a match for every single damn chromosome

(Hands up, wave 'em like a metronome)

We been, we been bout to take the throne

Here we go again

Turn the lights on, put the mics on

Listen to my metaphors from memory, for destiny

I crave no man’s acceptance

I’m gifted, I’ve invested my time

I ain’t defending my crimes

I seek the life of a don

I know that money, Louis, pussy make you feel good

But power grants chaos and life sure will be the dealer

Can I change what I can’t contain?

So I keep my circle smaller than a wedding ring

Got love for my enemies

Feed off of your energy

Honesty is everything

Buy a home in Beverly

Pull in something '70

My oasis technically

Feel my wordy weaponry

A kamikaze specialty

Raise your hands except for me

Back and forth, back and forth

I see you losers acting poor

Working like a 6−12

I could go for plenty more

If you really real, I know the deal

I’ll send you four

This is Solid Sixteen but I could go 80 bars

Where’s the chorus?

Now wave your hands back and forth like a metronome

We got some hotties in the building, finna set the tone

We got a match for every single damn chromosome

We been, we been bout to take the throne

Now wave your hands back and forth like a metronome

(Hands up, wave 'em like a metronome)

We got some hotties in the building, finna set the tone

We got a match for every single damn chromosome

(Hands up, wave 'em like a metronome)

We been, we been bout to take the throne