Batman

Lyrics

[Verse] Statics on my feet, my life electric Let him throw a fist, that's a first class ride to Heaven Cha Cha with the clerk, I'm sliding debits Opps still broke, dick sucking, tryna fight depression Work for this shit, whole gang up Yelling SB to the grave, I can't change up I'ma sprint to the bag till I can't run Threw the hunnid round in the chop, had to change nuts I was born StanWill, I'ma die a GOAT I could shoot a germ 'cause the chop got a microscope Feeling blessed off a slide, I'ma swipe some pope You would think my niggas at the strip, how they slide with poles Writing dumps at the stu', I don't write lyrics Send his soul up first class like he fly Spirit I don't rock J's, all my Mike's 'Miri Chops out the ass, set the play, you gon' die clearly I was down, now I'm up, life a roller coaster I be strapped at all times, got the pole in holster Think my bitch Ariel, got a ocean on her Bro pouring in the Sprite, got a potion on him Punched three jacks in the name of Lisa Doing fraud on a Sunday in the name of Jesus Threw the giffies in the air, now it's raining Visas Powered up now with this punch, I done came Vegeta Me and bro road running, we Lewis and Clark No cap, I'll up MAG and shoot it like ARK BAPE zipped up in first class, I flew as a shark Got a telescope on the chop, don't get blew from afar Off-White extraordinaire, all the drip in quotes Six digits on fire, this BIN a GOAT I'ma run that shit up till my shin is broke Fuck a nine-to-five, boy, I just made ten in four Boy, I'm plugged in like yo Xbox No cap, I done made ten off of Best Buy Black and white Balencis on, I'm a ref now Only thing ever on my head was a dreadlock Old bitch still got a Pulse but she dead now Too tapped in with this shit like we feds now Made her tap out, got yo bitch in a leglock Feel like Jon Jones, got the game in a headlock Stan will not tolerate no fake shit I got seven niggas with me so that's eight blicks Chilling at the top with my BAPE zip Boy was mean-mugging over there and caught a facelift Huh, and I'm probably riding in a spaceship Chasing sack at all time, I done came blitz On the Lodge in the Beam' when I lane switch Keep that dog shit at all times but I ain't shit Huh, sup, baby, don't get yo heart broke And I'm sick of these hoes, don't get barfed on Spinning 'Cats down the block, it's a car show Fluke check went through, shout-out Wells Fargo Got a MAG 'cause the fame, I'm a shooting star Bro making pill runs, tryna juke the narcs Dick sucking without pape', opps too bizarre Rocking out with the baby Drac', think we shoot guitars Huh, I'm in the mood for some crab legs Skrrt-skrrt, black 'Cat like I'm Batman Three weeks into quarantine, I done stacked ten I done made way too much off my last BIN I'ma run it up till I hit the grave And my bitch too bad like she misbehave Same game plan, just a different phase And we riding 'round in the whip with more clips than Faze