LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeBat Man
Dubba-AA flexin'Mm, Statik On The Track (David Tell Em)Big gat, I got all this money in my pants, talkin' big stacksHad to tell that bitch to watch her hands, push yo' shit backI be walking with that thirty in my pants, you can't miss thatI know you see the way these diamonds danceCrack the seal on that dope and pour a four upYou got the opp, I got the Backwood, get you rolled upAnd life cold, my nigga died, think that it's colderSwerve on a nigga ass, aim with the strap, watch how he fold upBitch, you ain't gon' fold nothin', one thing you know is up with meI got nothin' but killers on that line and they all stuck with meFuck the money, bro, them clutch that iron and they gon' bust for meRun up, that's when all you niggas dyin', you think 'bout touching meThese niggas shootin' shit luckilyBitch, this ain't no luck, nigga, we get close, bust the fireNo shooting from a distance, we gon' zip 'em, you just pull on sideThis cutter hit 'em, flip 'em, Draco split 'em and they don't walk outsideTalk like you official, we gon' blitz him, buried while alivePull up in that Rolls, I look like BatmanI'm cold right now, man, where the heater? Nigga, fuck the fanI think I'm James Brown or Elvis how these diamonds danceThese niggas roll down, we spinnin', finna bust his assBig gat, I got all this money in my pants, talkin' big stacksHad to tell that bitch to watch her hands, push yo' shit backI be walking with that thirty in my pants, you can't miss thatI know you see the way these diamonds danceMan, look, he said he gon' step on who? I'm gon' put him on the newsI just hit an opp with the stick like I'm playing poolHundred shots, a hundred fools, 4KTrey break all the rulesDie today if we see you, stretch 'em and watch how I moveBitches tryna Youngboy walk, niggas tryna baller-blockCome see what I got in this car, before I shoot, I shorten the stockBig thirty-eight, I beat a opp, big four-five and it's made by GlockHop out the car and escape from the copsSpray it with the K and we tearing up the blockPull up in that Rolls, I look like BatmanI'm cold right now, man, where the heater? Nigga, fuck the fanI think I'm James Brown or Elvis how these diamonds danceThese niggas roll down, we spinnin', finna bust his assBig gat, I got all this money in my pants, talkin' big stacksHad to tell that bitch to watch her hands, push yo' shit backI be walking with that thirty in my pants, you can't miss thatI know you see the way these diamonds danceMan, look, he said he gon' step on who? I'm gon' put him on the newsI just hit an opp with the stick like I'm playing pool
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