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Home Lyrics Still Turnt (Forever B$hot) Lyrics – Metro Boomin

Still Turnt (Forever B$hot) Lyrics – Metro Boomin

Still Turnt (Forever B$hot) lyrics by Metro Boomin, featured on the 2025 mixtape A FUTURISTIC SUMMA (curated by DJ Spinz), is an electrifying trap anthem that radiates Atlanta flair, affluence, and unrestrained vitality. Showcasing Metro’s hallmark booming 808s and polished production, the track revels in the thrill of a fast lifestyle, showcasing impressive flexes, and maintaining a “turnt” attitude at all times. The lyrics, brimming with boasts about wealth, style, and street credibility, capture the essence of Atlanta’s trap heritage while embracing a forward-looking energy.

With its catchy “Let that money fly” refrain and a nostalgic reference to classic Atlanta, this track stands out as the ultimate summer hit for enthusiasts of trap and Southern rap. Check out the Still Turnt (Forever B$hot) lyrics by Metro Boomin below, and dive into his musical fervor.

 

Lyrics of Still Turnt (Forever B$hot) by Metro Boomin

[Intro]

Still

[?]

Wakin’ You Up

Inform You

Still (Metro!)

Doin’ What We Doin’

Havin’ What We Havin’

Tell You, President

[Chorus]

Let That Money Fly, F**k It, We Done Trapped To Mars, Boy

When You Swag Like This I Got Some Ho*s You Can Borrow, Boy

Bank Roll Bussin’ Out Your Pocket We Still Call ’em Thigh Pads

We The Ones That Broke The Scale, Servin’ Out The Trap Bag

Let That Money Fly, F**k It, We Done Trapped To Mars, Boy

When You Swag Like This I Got Some Ho*s You Can Borrow, Boy

Bank Roll Bussin’ Out Your Pocket We Still Call ’em Thigh Pads

We The Ones That Broke The Scale, Servin’ Out The Trap Bag

Bus Out, Trappin’ In The Water, Then They Comin’ Back Glad

And You Really Next To This Shit Nigga, We Just Splash

Been A Teacher To These Nigga, Took They A*s To Swag Class

Super Charged Flying Past, [?] Highway On The Gas

[Bridge]

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt Up

[Verse 1]

Antique On My Pants, [?] Gon’ Show Her A*s

Always Jim Jones, Chrome Heart On My Hat

Goyard For The Belt, With The Bag To Match

B!tch My Life A Movie, You Know I’m Living Fast

Still Lit, When They Found Me I Was Turnt Nigga

Did My First Song When I Was Sixteen And It Worked Nigga

Money, Swag, Moncler, Watch Her Twerk Nigga

Ho, Sit Down, For That Work, Hit My Chirp Nigga

[Chorus]

Let That Money Fly, F**k It, We Done Trapped To Mars, Boy

When You Swag Like This I Got Some Ho*s You Can Borrow, Boy

Bank Roll Bussin’ Out Your Pocket We Still Call ’em Thigh Pads

We The Ones That Broke The Scale, Servin’ Out The Trap Bag

Bus Out, Trappin’ In The Water, Then They Comin’ Back Glad

And You Really Next To This Shit Nigga, We Just Splash

Been A Teacher To These Nigga, Took They A*s To Swag Class

Super Charged Flying Past, [?] Highway On The Gas

[Bridge]

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt Up

[Verse 2]

Yeah We Still Turnt And We Smokin’ Purp

Big Bro Got Jamaican Work He Said His Chick A Jerk

Then That [?], Put 3, 5 In The Blunt

I’m Mixing Polo With The Prada, I Do My Own Stunts

First Yall Niggas Sippin’ Act’, New Lil’ Shit Her A*s Fat

And I Found That Money Like That Money Shit Got [?]

Me And Guap And Metro Yeah We Go Back, Like Four Flat

Say Go And Take It Easy On Your Thumbs You Count Up Munyun Too Much

[Chorus]

Let That Money Fly, F**k It, We Done Trapped To Mars, Boy

When You Swag Like This I Got Some Ho*s You Can Borrow, Boy

Bank Roll Bussin’ Out Your Pocket We Still Call ’em Thigh Pads

We The Ones That Broke The Scale, Servin’ Out The Trap Bag

Bus Out, Trappin’ In The Water, Then They Comin’ Back Glad

And You Really Next To This Shit Nigga, We Just Splash

Been A Teacher To These Nigga, Took They A*s To Swag Class

Super Charged Flying Past, [?] Highway On The Gas

[Bridge]

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt (Turnt Up)

Yeah We Still Turnt Up (Metroski)

[Outro]

Me And Guap And Metro Yeah We Go Back, Like Four Flat

Let That Money Fly, We Done Trapped To Mars

When Your Swag Like This, When Your Swag Like This

Ay Metro Check This Out, Man,

Look We Tired Of That Zibba-zabba-zabba-zabba Music, Man

We Need Some Of That Real Music Back, That Old Atlanta Back, Man

We Need Some Of That Futuristic Lean

We Need Some Of That J Money, First Name, Last Name

Some Of That, Wassuuuuup, Wassuuuuup, Bow, Bow, Bow

We Need All That Back, Okay?

Look I’m Tryna Have Fun Again Metro

These Clubs Different Now

I’m Tired Of The Percocet Music

I’m Tired Of These Girls Walkin’ Into Them Clubs,

Drunk, Can’t Walk, Can’t Stand Up,

They Too Turnt, All They Wanna Do Is Go Live And Be On They Snap

Look Metro, We Sick Of That, Okay? YN

Look We Tryna Have Fun In The Club

We Ain’t Tryna Worry About Getting Shot At All The Damn Time

Come On Now, Metro Let’s Bring It Back

Let’s Bring It Back Baby, Cuz I’m Ready

I’m Ready To Get Twerked On Again

 

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