The bity needed me like Batman so I hopped up on this rap shit
Shooting at his car that boy need a new wrap shit
Yo bitch f*cking with my bros she don't know how to act shit
Yo bros acting like yo bitch they shifty and they ratting
They get to yapping when they facing 20 in that room
Always silent unless I hear them 808's in the stu
223.s Right through his room I swear he was untouchable
Dispose his body in his car now his whip is crushing him
They won't find his body he just a missing case
Another dead son his brother already got a missing face
When the funeral? we gone spin again
Open up his casket and then we gone bust his shit again
Now His momma weeping and his granny crying
Air the whole building out make sure his whole family dying
Get his friends too make sure we got enough guns
We even shooting at his acquaintances and the plus 1's
The bity need a Batman so I'm on this rap shit
So high feel above the rim like Josh Jackson
I'm either courtside or at the 50 when I watch a game
I'm feeling like Gary Payton better watch yo chain
When Day lurking in the streets you better watch you brain
When Ted with yo bitch she go stupid with that brain
Take yo bitch run a train, steal yo shit, get away, this just another day in the A-D-A
Take a left turn then two rights
We gone plot to knock him off (When?) tonight
Kuz he too nice, yea he too sweet
He just a dummy he can't do shit to me
Yea he can't do nun, kuz I'm at his door
Banging on that shit his momma yelling as I up that pole
That's a fatal move, or a checkmate
His brother see his blood flow he know it's to late
Now he on the news his birthday on a tee, all my bros silent I know we ain't copping pleas
Naw we copping packs and we packing cops, rolling up another then we catch an opp
The bity need a Batman so I'm on this rap shit
So high feel above the rim like Josh Jackson
I'm either courtside or at the 50 when I watch a game
I'm feeling like Gary Payton better watch yo chain
When Day lurking in the streets you better watch you brain
When Ted with yo bitch she go stupid with that brain
Take yo bitch run a train, steal yo shit, get away, this just another day in the A-D-A
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The bity needed me like Batman so I hopped up on this rap shit
Shooting at his car that boy need a new wrap shit
Yo bitch f*cking with my bros she don't know how to act shit
Yo bros acting like yo bitch they shifty and they ratting
They get to yapping when they facing 20 in that room
Always silent unless I hear them 808's in the stu
223.s Right through his room I swear he was untouchable
Dispose his body in his car now his whip is crushing him
They won't find his body he just a missing case
Another dead son his brother already got a missing face
When the funeral? we gone spin again
Open up his casket and then we gone bust his shit again
Now His momma weeping and his granny crying
Air the whole building out make sure his whole family dying
Get his friends too make sure we got enough guns
We even shooting at his acquaintances and the plus 1's
The bity need a Batman so I'm on this rap shit
So high feel above the rim like Josh Jackson
I'm either courtside or at the 50 when I watch a game
I'm feeling like Gary Payton better watch yo chain
When Day lurking in the streets you better watch you brain
When Ted with yo bitch she go stupid with that brain
Take yo bitch run a train, steal yo shit, get away, this just another day in the A-D-A
Take a left turn then two rights
We gone plot to knock him off (When?) tonight
Kuz he too nice, yea he too sweet
He just a dummy he can't do shit to me
Yea he can't do nun, kuz I'm at his door
Banging on that shit his momma yelling as I up that pole
That's a fatal move, or a checkmate
His brother see his blood flow he know it's to late
Now he on the news his birthday on a tee, all my bros silent I know we ain't copping pleas
Naw we copping packs and we packing cops, rolling up another then we catch an opp
The bity need a Batman so I'm on this rap shit
So high feel above the rim like Josh Jackson
I'm either courtside or at the 50 when I watch a game
I'm feeling like Gary Payton better watch yo chain
When Day lurking in the streets you better watch you brain
When Ted with yo bitch she go stupid with that brain
Take yo bitch run a train, steal yo shit, get away, this just another day in the A-D-A
Shooting at his car that boy need a new wrap shit
Yo bitch f*cking with my bros she don't know how to act shit
Yo bros acting like yo bitch they shifty and they ratting
They get to yapping when they facing 20 in that room
Always silent unless I hear them 808's in the stu
223.s Right through his room I swear he was untouchable
Dispose his body in his car now his whip is crushing him
They won't find his body he just a missing case
Another dead son his brother already got a missing face
When the funeral? we gone spin again
Open up his casket and then we gone bust his shit again
Now His momma weeping and his granny crying
Air the whole building out make sure his whole family dying
Get his friends too make sure we got enough guns
We even shooting at his acquaintances and the plus 1's
The bity need a Batman so I'm on this rap shit
So high feel above the rim like Josh Jackson
I'm either courtside or at the 50 when I watch a game
I'm feeling like Gary Payton better watch yo chain
When Day lurking in the streets you better watch you brain
When Ted with yo bitch she go stupid with that brain
Take yo bitch run a train, steal yo shit, get away, this just another day in the A-D-A
Take a left turn then two rights
We gone plot to knock him off (When?) tonight
Kuz he too nice, yea he too sweet
He just a dummy he can't do shit to me
Yea he can't do nun, kuz I'm at his door
Banging on that shit his momma yelling as I up that pole
That's a fatal move, or a checkmate
His brother see his blood flow he know it's to late
Now he on the news his birthday on a tee, all my bros silent I know we ain't copping pleas
Naw we copping packs and we packing cops, rolling up another then we catch an opp
The bity need a Batman so I'm on this rap shit
So high feel above the rim like Josh Jackson
I'm either courtside or at the 50 when I watch a game
I'm feeling like Gary Payton better watch yo chain
When Day lurking in the streets you better watch you brain
When Ted with yo bitch she go stupid with that brain
Take yo bitch run a train, steal yo shit, get away, this just another day in the A-D-A
Writer: Bradan Estrada
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid