Hmmm hm hmm
Batmn
They say I'm fake whateva
Im tryna live my best life but I'm tryna get something betta
Get on another level
Yeah I hope it last foreva
Stay smart gotta be cleva
Yeah my n**** do me a favor
Stay out my way or get severed
Yeah
Don't have much to say
Gotta lot to say in this letter
Yeah
Just chillin wit my bae
Yeah I get that p**** wetter
Yeah don't got time to waste
Get the cake no batter yeah
Got more money to make
Imma flex on you bastards yeah
Ion give a f***
Give a f*** what you do
Try to follow us
We don't leave around no blues clues
Run a check up
You see what them blues do
Shut the f*** up
This ain't what you used to
Watch me roll up
Still smoking on that oo oo
Yeah I growd up
Still f***ing with the same dudes
Never fold up
That exactly what you would do
And she told us
Y'all niggas what's p**** too uh
Yeah, oh, Yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
This what I'm on
Money on my phone
Just came through to get it then I'm gon
Hit it then I'm gon
Damn ion know
Imma stay a bit imma hit it one mo
Damn you make it hard for a n**** wanna go
Damn that girl she really so cold
Smoking out the bowl
Roll up some mo
Ma think im crackhead cause I stay so blowed
And I'm going up only route I chose
But I keep it low
A n**** so young but I'm getting old
Have a little fun but I stay workin doe
N**** you a bum but you stay purpin doe
You don't give a f*** but you stay lurkin doe
Hit it, hockey puck, I'm bouta hit the goal
Want it soft or rough I'm bouta take her soul
Put one in thee air
Just one blunt b****
And slumped b****
And I don't even care
The f*** up b****
Do this sh** like it's nothin
Tryna turn nothin to somethin
These bands will do me justice
Coming through causing that ruckus
Wit the gang we coming on buses
My mans took yo b**** she Abducted
Yea
Money only thing discussin
Yea
Damn she nasty she disgustin
Yea
No lil pump I love it
Damn
N**** I do I does it
Yeah
Wide open yeah she busted
Yeah
Give me attitude adjust
Yeah
Smokin that fire combusted
Damn
Yeah, oh, yea, oh, yeah, yeah
This ain't a game no sorry
I'm going fast Ferrari
I'm Smoking on bob Marley
I'm on a wave I'm gnarly
All this weight I carry
To please people near me
I swear I love them dearly
These other n****s kill me
Get the f*** from around me
If you n****s ever doubt me
You don't know sh** about me
In all this smoke it's cloudy
Swear I f*** with shorty
These other b****es Bore me
Might miss something if you ignore me
Ion give a f*** if you deplore me ya
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English
Hmmm hm hmm
Batmn
They say I'm fake whateva
Im tryna live my best life but I'm tryna get something betta
Get on another level
Yeah I hope it last foreva
Stay smart gotta be cleva
Yeah my n**** do me a favor
Stay out my way or get severed
Yeah
Don't have much to say
Gotta lot to say in this letter
Yeah
Just chillin wit my bae
Yeah I get that p**** wetter
Yeah don't got time to waste
Get the cake no batter yeah
Got more money to make
Imma flex on you bastards yeah
Ion give a f***
Give a f*** what you do
Try to follow us
We don't leave around no blues clues
Run a check up
You see what them blues do
Shut the f*** up
This ain't what you used to
Watch me roll up
Still smoking on that oo oo
Yeah I growd up
Still f***ing with the same dudes
Never fold up
That exactly what you would do
And she told us
Y'all niggas what's p**** too uh
Yeah, oh, Yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
This what I'm on
Money on my phone
Just came through to get it then I'm gon
Hit it then I'm gon
Damn ion know
Imma stay a bit imma hit it one mo
Damn you make it hard for a n**** wanna go
Damn that girl she really so cold
Smoking out the bowl
Roll up some mo
Ma think im crackhead cause I stay so blowed
And I'm going up only route I chose
But I keep it low
A n**** so young but I'm getting old
Have a little fun but I stay workin doe
N**** you a bum but you stay purpin doe
You don't give a f*** but you stay lurkin doe
Hit it, hockey puck, I'm bouta hit the goal
Want it soft or rough I'm bouta take her soul
Put one in thee air
Just one blunt b****
And slumped b****
And I don't even care
The f*** up b****
Do this sh** like it's nothin
Tryna turn nothin to somethin
These bands will do me justice
Coming through causing that ruckus
Wit the gang we coming on buses
My mans took yo b**** she Abducted
Yea
Money only thing discussin
Yea
Damn she nasty she disgustin
Yea
No lil pump I love it
Damn
N**** I do I does it
Yeah
Wide open yeah she busted
Yeah
Give me attitude adjust
Yeah
Smokin that fire combusted
Damn
Yeah, oh, yea, oh, yeah, yeah
This ain't a game no sorry
I'm going fast Ferrari
I'm Smoking on bob Marley
I'm on a wave I'm gnarly
All this weight I carry
To please people near me
I swear I love them dearly
These other n****s kill me
Get the f*** from around me
If you n****s ever doubt me
You don't know sh** about me
In all this smoke it's cloudy
Swear I f*** with shorty
These other b****es Bore me
Might miss something if you ignore me
Ion give a f*** if you deplore me ya
Batmn
They say I'm fake whateva
Im tryna live my best life but I'm tryna get something betta
Get on another level
Yeah I hope it last foreva
Stay smart gotta be cleva
Yeah my n**** do me a favor
Stay out my way or get severed
Yeah
Don't have much to say
Gotta lot to say in this letter
Yeah
Just chillin wit my bae
Yeah I get that p**** wetter
Yeah don't got time to waste
Get the cake no batter yeah
Got more money to make
Imma flex on you bastards yeah
Ion give a f***
Give a f*** what you do
Try to follow us
We don't leave around no blues clues
Run a check up
You see what them blues do
Shut the f*** up
This ain't what you used to
Watch me roll up
Still smoking on that oo oo
Yeah I growd up
Still f***ing with the same dudes
Never fold up
That exactly what you would do
And she told us
Y'all niggas what's p**** too uh
Yeah, oh, Yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
This what I'm on
Money on my phone
Just came through to get it then I'm gon
Hit it then I'm gon
Damn ion know
Imma stay a bit imma hit it one mo
Damn you make it hard for a n**** wanna go
Damn that girl she really so cold
Smoking out the bowl
Roll up some mo
Ma think im crackhead cause I stay so blowed
And I'm going up only route I chose
But I keep it low
A n**** so young but I'm getting old
Have a little fun but I stay workin doe
N**** you a bum but you stay purpin doe
You don't give a f*** but you stay lurkin doe
Hit it, hockey puck, I'm bouta hit the goal
Want it soft or rough I'm bouta take her soul
Put one in thee air
Just one blunt b****
And slumped b****
And I don't even care
The f*** up b****
Do this sh** like it's nothin
Tryna turn nothin to somethin
These bands will do me justice
Coming through causing that ruckus
Wit the gang we coming on buses
My mans took yo b**** she Abducted
Yea
Money only thing discussin
Yea
Damn she nasty she disgustin
Yea
No lil pump I love it
Damn
N**** I do I does it
Yeah
Wide open yeah she busted
Yeah
Give me attitude adjust
Yeah
Smokin that fire combusted
Damn
Yeah, oh, yea, oh, yeah, yeah
This ain't a game no sorry
I'm going fast Ferrari
I'm Smoking on bob Marley
I'm on a wave I'm gnarly
All this weight I carry
To please people near me
I swear I love them dearly
These other n****s kill me
Get the f*** from around me
If you n****s ever doubt me
You don't know sh** about me
In all this smoke it's cloudy
Swear I f*** with shorty
These other b****es Bore me
Might miss something if you ignore me
Ion give a f*** if you deplore me ya
Writer: Daniel Walker
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid