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eddy baker - bruce wayne lyrics

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[intro]
smoking these drugs
got all my n-ggas in the car, i buy em in
n-ggas on the p-ssenger and yeah that’s my [?]
they come for us, then prepare to start dying b-tch

[chorus]
came fresh out the batcave like i’m bruce wayne
prune shirt with the gucci kicks, b-tch i’m too clean
flexin’ on my last b-tch, with my new thing
old b-tch got a new n-gga but he too lame
flexin’ b-tch, flexin’ b-tch
cuban braclet with the necklace
come check this sh-t
young god [?] reckless
i wreck my whip, then i pulled up in some other sh-t
so n-gga rich, these n-ggas know that i’m
flexin’ b-tch, i’m flexin’ b-tch
shootin’ pistols out a foreign whip
i never miss, f-ck that girl then i take her soul
like an exorcist, b-tch be weighing like we in a gym
i’ve been the sh-t
n-ggas know that i’m flexin’ b-tch, i’m flexin’ b-tch

[verse]
tell my ex to stop calling my line
i’m busy b-tch, in the kitchen see me water whip
i broke my wrist, then i had to hit the jeweller up
to ice it up, n-ggas skinny but
i’m flexin’ b-tch, flexin’ b-tch
nina with me got a big old clip, it’s long as sh-t
[?] if you pull it out
we’ll take a hit, godd-mn now i got your blood on my gucci kit
it ain’t sh-t, i’m flexin’ b-tch
crooked n-gga shoes, shoulda been the president
southside n-gga and my mom still a resident
i been getting money ever since i was a little man
coulda been my dad, decided to be better man

[chorus]
came fresh out the batcave like i’m bruce wayne
prune shirt with the gucci kicks, b-tch i’m too clean
flexin’ on my last b-tch, with my new thing
old b-tch got a new n-gga but he too lame
flexin’ b-tch, flexin’ b-tch
cuban braclet with the necklace
come check this sh-t
young god [?] reckless
i wreck my whip, then i pulled up in some other sh-t
so n-gga rich, these n-ggas know that i’m
flexin’ b-tch, i’m flexin’ b-tch
shootin’ pistols out a foreign whip
i never miss, f-ck that girl then i take her soul
like an exorcist, b-tch be weighing like we in a gym
i’ve been the sh-t
n-ggas know that i’m flexin’ b-tch

[outro]
get it off ramen
get it out here trippin’ and i get it off ramen
ayy, ayy, ayy
get if off ramen
get it out here trippin’ and and i get her off ramen, b-tch



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