BATMAN lyrics

[Verse 1]
In that mode, I can’t switch on my twin — that’s the code
Okay Brother, flavor that sh*t for the low
He got toe-tagged, pass me that toe
Tryna band 4 band me? But you broke
Try to up the ante, but you choke —
See I’m acting ante, yeah, that’s the code

I'm in Dallas, with that b*tch, I’m with her in a palace
All Groupie b*tches all lickin’ their patties
All my Brothers was sleepin’ on pallets
Been smokin’, feelin’ like addict
When they search for that sh*t in the attic
Really Shootin’ from deep — March Madness

I ain’t heard’ a word that Simon says
I Just need a perc feel alive again
Get a n*gga murdered for my twin
Get a n*gga murderеd for my friends

Poppin’ sh*t, Put Birkin on my b*tch —
Most these rappin n*ggas All my kids
Momma sh*t, i dirtiеd up the Rick’s
Bottle whip, the f*ckers placing bids

Black truck, like Batman on the tint
Batman got Masked man in your crib
That sh*t cap — don’t care how you live
My n*gga uppin’ straps if sh*t get real
Tryna Chase’ a bag, I need me a mill
Tryna hire twenty — need it for real
Stay low we like low beams on the drill
Time to go , Time to go, I'm takin’ their pill
b*tch
Ay, run it back, Ay run it back ( run it back)— I got it

[Chorus]
In that mode, I can’t switch on my twin — that’s the code
Okay Brother, flavor that sh*t for the low
He got toe-tagged, pass me that toe
Tryna band 4 band me? But you broke
Try to up the ante, but you choke —
See I’m acting ante, yeah, that’s the code

I'm in Dallas, with that b*tch, I’m with her in a palace
All Groupie b*tches all lickin’ their patties
All my Brothers was sleepin’ on pallets
Been smokin’, feelin’ like addict
When they search for that sh*t in the attic
Really Shootin’ from deep — March Madness

I ain’t heard’ a word from Simon says
Just need a perc feel alive again
Get a n*gga murdered for my twin
Get a n*gga murdered for my friends
Poppin’ sh*t, Put Birkin on my b*tch —
Most these rappin n*ggas All my kids
Momma sh*t, i dirtied up the Rick’s
Bottle whip, the f*ckers placing bids

Black truck, like Batman on the tint
Batman got Masked man in your crib
That sh*t cap — don’t care how you live
My n*gga uppin’ straps if sh*t get real

Tryna Chase’ a bag, I need me a mill
Tryna hire twenty — need it for real
Stay low we like low beams on the drill
Time to go , Time to go, I'm takin’ their pill
b*tch