CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Batman & Robin
Play with them keys, like my last name was storch
n***a was five when I jumped off that porch
n***a got fire, b*t*h I'm keepin' that torch
I ride in that demon, we skrrt off the porch
We got them records, of course
Suicide do-o-rs
Send your lil' bro to the morgue
She on her knees like she pray to the lord
We got that sh*t in back
Got a trunk and that b*t*h in matte black
Shoot a f**k n***a right in his back
Two choppas, I'm the b*t*h with the Mac
We gon' sweep b*t*h, I'm the cat with the mac
f**k that Twitter beef, and b*t*h where you at?
Sauce will pull up with that rat-tat-tat-tat
I'ma pull up with that thing
I'ma let it fire
I'ma shoot a f**k n***a right in his face
They say, "Young Sauce [?]"
Hell yeah, a n***a did it yesterday
Walked in the mall with a gucci bag on, n***a, and a n***a spent 40k
Made it back in the same day
Get away, skrrtin' in a i8
b*t*h I'm a demon
What in the f**k was you thinkin?
Thot runnin' up, I'ma kill you
I keep a red dot, just like a zit on your head
pu**y boy, I go extra
Pull up with that boom
I'ma fall out when I pop out that trunk
pump
Turn your body to a plump
Bank account like Trump
n***a with your pump
Walk in the store baby, what you want?
Tell me the price baby, what you want?
I'm a young n***a, and I'm poppa don
Tell that pu**y n***a spin
Stop it, Shh, foenem pulled up with a rocket
stop it
I keep a stick for your noggin
Pull up that n***a, no pocket
Better answer the door when we knockin'
Do not play with me and Trademark, we lobbin'
Finna bleed 'em, feel like Blueface, we moppin'
Me and DC just like Batman and Robin
pu**y boy where is the problem?
If you want smoke, that's an option
We turn your city to Gotham
n***a was five when I jumped off that porch
n***a got fire, b*t*h I'm keepin' that torch
I ride in that demon, we skrrt off the porch
We got them records, of course
Suicide do-o-rs
Send your lil' bro to the morgue
She on her knees like she pray to the lord
We got that sh*t in back
Got a trunk and that b*t*h in matte black
Shoot a f**k n***a right in his back
Two choppas, I'm the b*t*h with the Mac
We gon' sweep b*t*h, I'm the cat with the mac
f**k that Twitter beef, and b*t*h where you at?
Sauce will pull up with that rat-tat-tat-tat
I'ma pull up with that thing
I'ma let it fire
I'ma shoot a f**k n***a right in his face
They say, "Young Sauce [?]"
Hell yeah, a n***a did it yesterday
Walked in the mall with a gucci bag on, n***a, and a n***a spent 40k
Made it back in the same day
Get away, skrrtin' in a i8
b*t*h I'm a demon
What in the f**k was you thinkin?
Thot runnin' up, I'ma kill you
I keep a red dot, just like a zit on your head
pu**y boy, I go extra
Pull up with that boom
I'ma fall out when I pop out that trunk
pump
Turn your body to a plump
Bank account like Trump
n***a with your pump
Walk in the store baby, what you want?
Tell me the price baby, what you want?
I'm a young n***a, and I'm poppa don
Tell that pu**y n***a spin
Stop it, Shh, foenem pulled up with a rocket
stop it
I keep a stick for your noggin
Pull up that n***a, no pocket
Better answer the door when we knockin'
Do not play with me and Trademark, we lobbin'
Finna bleed 'em, feel like Blueface, we moppin'
Me and DC just like Batman and Robin
pu**y boy where is the problem?
If you want smoke, that's an option
We turn your city to Gotham
