FULL METAL ft. Smiiles Lyrics

Full metal, full metal!

Full metal, full metal!

Full metal, full metal!

Full metal, full metal!

I just get her hot, get it popping no kettle

I disturb the peace, until the water settles

I run with Team Red, RumbleWorld, we the rebels

I move like Magneto's op everything mental

I move, like Redda

Everything you did I did something better

They be jacking the way I get cheddar

I've been macking it now we're together

Shoo, I'm competitive

I'm turnt up I need me a sedative

Bro dissapeared on us not relative

You want work for free that's a negative

I can't, stop working

They know what I've done that's for certain

I'm in and I'm out and she squirting

Before hand I'm closing the curtain

Adolla, I'm bursting!

I stress over life and my head start to worsen

Now a days I'm healing, back then I was hurting

When I put my art to the page, I'm Tim Burton

Full metal, full metal!

Full metal, full metal!

Full metal, full metal!

Full metal, full metal!

I just did my fiftieth show of my life!

You thinking you sharp I'm katana, you knife

I almost was married to the wrong wife

I'm up in the clouds of the blunt facing strife

Years of being shmoke Sama has put me above

She fit up on me Roy Mustang Glove

Off of the stage and right into some love

Alchemy baby make gold from the mud

I had to come up, was always too crud

I'll make it shake, when push comes to shove

Sleepless nights, sweat, tears plus blood

They've been cap, with their gun E. Fudd!

Pick up the pen, while the joint getting strong armed!!

Envious bastards, been watching what I've farmed

Viewing my stories, not following, alarmed!

The motioned one at the shows and to you just caused harm

They wishing that they could just be like the Shmoke

I'm constantly spending, they're constantly broke

They're freaky, they're frogger, if they cross me, croak!

Dark Crow Sales from my hat to my cloak!

Dark crow Shmoke, they've got no hope

I bring them to life with philosopher stones

Best be gone, I'm back in my zone

Smiiles and Shmoke Sama entered their glow

They ain't even see me there, I was in prone

We got the ice, the cream, and the cones

Everything eleven, my sons get disowned

One thousand slaps sitting up in my phone

Full metal, full metal!

Full metal, full metal!

Full metal, full metal!

Full metal, full metal!

Full metal, full metal!

Full metal, full metal!

Full metal, full metal!

Full metal, full metal!