Metro Marrs – NonChalant (Audio, Lyrics)

Metro Marrs is here with “NonChalant”. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song produced by Bakkwoods & Le.Vieux.

Metro Marrs Nonchalant

Quality Control has signed a lot of great artists over the years and the label has always had its eye out for young talent. One of their latest signings is Atlanta artist Metro Marrs who has proven himself to be a versatile artist who can write some catchy hooks. The teenager recently came through with his latest effort “NonChalant” which is a smooth single that should find its way to a multitude of playlists.

The track features some synth-heavy trap production all while Metro Marrs opts for a melodic delivery. The track is all about a woman he is trying to impress and the title of the song is meant to represent his mentality throughout the whole exchange. It’s a dope track and yet another example of Metro Marrs’ ability.

Metro Marrs – NonChalant (prod. Bakkwoods & Le.Vieux)

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayy, Woods, light that shit up)
(LeVieux)
I’m So Nonchalant

[Chorus]
I’m so nonchalant
I’m so nonchalant
I keep two of ’em like my two red cups
Oh, on the beat, I OD [?]
Now I gotta keep one on sight, I’m a trophy
You know it’s nothing, nonchalant
I drip down in Saint Laurent
You fucked up, so what you want?

[Verse 1]
Heard she get the chills for it
Know she probably kill for it
Played her like a victim
I’m too up like asteroid
Bitch, I’m in my bag, boy
Duffle full of cash, boy, yeah
Stuff it all in my jeans
Like the brand, bitch, you know I go Supreme
Talking shit, it get turnt to extreme
[?]
Got varieties, like its Pokémon, yeah

[Chorus]
I’m so nonchalant
I’m so nonchalant
I keep two of ’em like my two red cups
Oh, on the beat, I OD [?]
Now I gotta keep one on sight, I’m a trophy
You know it’s nothing, nonchalant
I drip down in Saint Laurent
You fucked up, so what you want?

[Verse 2]
Amiri on my ass
I got Fendi on her bag , (whatchu want?)
Like how much it is and how much it cost
Like fuck the receipt, I won’t take a loss
Ain’t no layaway
I tell the opps just stay away, yeah
Talk out they neck and not they mouth
I’m the hardest out the South, yeah (oh, oh, oh,)
It’s a new nigga in town
I fuck your bitch and we don’t lounge, no, no, no

[Chorus]
I’m so nonchalant
I’m so nonchalant
I keep two of ’em like my two red cups
Oh, on the beat, I OD [?]
Now I gotta keep one on sight, I’m a trophy
You know it’s nothing, nonchalant
I drip down in Saint Laurent
You fucked up, so what you want?

[Outro]
I’m so nonchalant
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh