BATMAN Songtext
von J€AN-MARC
BATMAN Songtext
Batman, black new Benz, no Robin
Racin′ on the track and the beat just hopped in
Been a little menace like Dennis, no Rodman
Whippin' in the kitchen but this shit not ramen
This shit on fye, Audemar shine
Audemar money, out of my mind
Pullin′ with hundreds, I could never drop dimes
If I pull up on the track, I ain't gotta stop sign
Sheesh, wait, I'm on one
If she throw it back then I′ma let her pull up shotgun
Pullin′ with a crack and I'ma whip it ′til the pot done
Took a little stack, I'ma flip it ′til I got one
Milly when I talk funds, wheelin' when the drop comes
Used to be a villain, now I′m chillin' when the cop comes
Buzzin' with the bands tryna steal ′em how you got stung
Bitch, I wanted Benz, so I really went and got one
Black Benz, brand new
I′m runnin' with the money ′cause I gotta get it ran through
Cuttin' up the green, I′m never talkin' ′bout no bamboo
You callin' her your Queen, I'm the King, you the damn fool
Damn fool, hands full
Couldn′t get a handout, now I got my hands full
Pocket lookin′ fatter, it already got my pants full
Drew up my plan, I ain't even need a pencil
Black Benz, brand new
Switchin′ on my people what I can't do
Pullin′ with a baddie out in Cancún
Yeah, I know they hate to see me winning but I can't lose
And I can′t choose
No, I can't pick
What I'm ′bout to rock up on my damn flick
Drippin′ like I'm walkin′ the Atlantic, damn, chick
I know that you bad but your friend thick
I'm Perked up, flexed out
Hit it then we checked out
Came up from the bottom, now my people show respect now
Spot him then he got him make you really want a Tech now
Birdie in my coupe and yeah, she wanna get it pecked out
Batman, black new Benz, no Robin
Racin′ on the track and the beat just hopped in
Been a little menace like I'm Dennis, no Rodman
Whippin′ in the kitchen but this shit is not ramen
This shit on fye, Audemar shine
Audemar money, out of my mind
Pullin' with hundreds, I could never drop a dime
If I pull up on the track, I ain't gotta stop sign
Sheesh, wait, let the haters hate
I′ma keep a hundred but you only rockin′ 88
Tuckin' on the ′Tussin, now I'm ′bout to get a belly ache
Shorty brought the cake so you know I gotta celebrate
Spit it so sick but they wonder why I medicate
Whip so slick, let it ride and then accelerate
You cappin' on your album, I just need to set the record straight
I gotta magic stick, now lil′ mama wanna levitate
Ballin' like Magic, they all on my Johnson
Sprayin' on the beat and I ain′t using a Thompson
Callin′ her back in, she all on my conscious
If she wanna dub it then I hit up other options
Bitches they be biddin' on me like I′m in an auction
Purple what I'm sippin′, homie, 'til I′m feelin' nauseous
Gotta move cautious, never taking losses
How the fuck you real when you movin' with imposters?
Racin′ on the track and the beat just hopped in
Been a little menace like Dennis, no Rodman
Whippin' in the kitchen but this shit not ramen
This shit on fye, Audemar shine
Audemar money, out of my mind
Pullin′ with hundreds, I could never drop dimes
If I pull up on the track, I ain't gotta stop sign
Sheesh, wait, I'm on one
If she throw it back then I′ma let her pull up shotgun
Pullin′ with a crack and I'ma whip it ′til the pot done
Took a little stack, I'ma flip it ′til I got one
Milly when I talk funds, wheelin' when the drop comes
Used to be a villain, now I′m chillin' when the cop comes
Buzzin' with the bands tryna steal ′em how you got stung
Bitch, I wanted Benz, so I really went and got one
Black Benz, brand new
I′m runnin' with the money ′cause I gotta get it ran through
Cuttin' up the green, I′m never talkin' ′bout no bamboo
You callin' her your Queen, I'm the King, you the damn fool
Damn fool, hands full
Couldn′t get a handout, now I got my hands full
Pocket lookin′ fatter, it already got my pants full
Drew up my plan, I ain't even need a pencil
Black Benz, brand new
Switchin′ on my people what I can't do
Pullin′ with a baddie out in Cancún
Yeah, I know they hate to see me winning but I can't lose
And I can′t choose
No, I can't pick
What I'm ′bout to rock up on my damn flick
Drippin′ like I'm walkin′ the Atlantic, damn, chick
I know that you bad but your friend thick
I'm Perked up, flexed out
Hit it then we checked out
Came up from the bottom, now my people show respect now
Spot him then he got him make you really want a Tech now
Birdie in my coupe and yeah, she wanna get it pecked out
Batman, black new Benz, no Robin
Racin′ on the track and the beat just hopped in
Been a little menace like I'm Dennis, no Rodman
Whippin′ in the kitchen but this shit is not ramen
This shit on fye, Audemar shine
Audemar money, out of my mind
Pullin' with hundreds, I could never drop a dime
If I pull up on the track, I ain't gotta stop sign
Sheesh, wait, let the haters hate
I′ma keep a hundred but you only rockin′ 88
Tuckin' on the ′Tussin, now I'm ′bout to get a belly ache
Shorty brought the cake so you know I gotta celebrate
Spit it so sick but they wonder why I medicate
Whip so slick, let it ride and then accelerate
You cappin' on your album, I just need to set the record straight
I gotta magic stick, now lil′ mama wanna levitate
Ballin' like Magic, they all on my Johnson
Sprayin' on the beat and I ain′t using a Thompson
Callin′ her back in, she all on my conscious
If she wanna dub it then I hit up other options
Bitches they be biddin' on me like I′m in an auction
Purple what I'm sippin′, homie, 'til I′m feelin' nauseous
Gotta move cautious, never taking losses
How the fuck you real when you movin' with imposters?
Writer(s): Jean-marc Villon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
