stanwill – batman lyrics
[verse]
statics on my feet, my life electric
let him throw a fist, that’s a first+class ride to heaven
cha+cha with the clerk, i’m sliding debits
opps still broke, d+ck sucking, tryna fight depression
work for this sh+t, whole gang up
yelling sb to the grave, i can’t change up
i’ma sprint to the bag ’til i can’t run
threw the hunnid round in the chop, had the change nuts
i was born stanwill, i’ma die a goat
i could shoot a germ ’cause the chop got a microscope
feeling blessed off a slide, i’ma swipe some pope
you would think my n+ggas at the strip, how they slide with poles
writing [?] at the stu, i don’t write lyrics
send his soul up first+class like he fly spirit
i don’t rock jay’s, all my mike’s amiri
chops out the ass, set the play, you gon’ die clearly
i was down now i’m up, life a roller coaster
i be strapped at all times, got the pole in holster
think my b+tch ariel, got a ocean on her
bro pouring + in the sprite, got a potion on him
punched three jacks in the name of lisa
doing fraud on a sunday in the name of jesus
threw the giffies in the air, now it’s raining visas
powered up, not with this punch, i became vegeta
me and bro road running, we lewis and clark
no cap, i’ll up up mag and shoot it like ark
bape zipped up in first+class, i flew as a shark
got a telescope on the chop, don’t get blew from afar
off+white extraordinaire, all the drip [?]
six digits on fire, this bin a goat
i’ma run that sh+t up ’til my shin is broke
f+ck a nine to five, boy i just made ten in four
boy, i’m plugged in like your xbox
no cap, i done made ten off of best buy
black and white balenci’s on, i’m a [?]
only thing ever on my head was a dreadlock
old b+tch still gotta post but she dead now
too tapped in with this sh+t like we feds now
made her tap out, got your b+tch in a leglock
feel like jon jones, got the game in a headlock
stanwill not tolerate no fake sh+t
i got seven n+ggas with me so that’s eight bl!cks
chilling at the top with my bape zip
boy was mean mugging over there and caught a facelift
and i’m probably riding in a sp+ceship
chasing sack at all time, i done came blitz
on the lodge in the beam when i lane switch
keep that dog sh+t at all times but i ain’t sh+t
sup baby, don’t get your heart broke
and i’m sick of these hoes, don’t get barfed on
spinning ‘cats down the block, it’s a car show
[?] check went threw, shout+out wells fargo
got a mag ’cause the fame, i’m a shooting star
bro making pill runs, tryna juke the narcs
d+ck sucking without pape, opps too bizarre
rocking out with the baby drac, think we shoot guitars
i’m the mood for some crab legs
skrrt+skrrt, black ‘cat like i’m batman
three weeks into quarantine, i done stacked ten
i done made way too much off my last bin
i’ma run it up ’til i hit the grave
and my b+tch too bad like she misbehave
same game plan just a different phase
and we running ’round in the whip with more clips than faze
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