Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bats Fly, artist - Kid Ink.
Date of issue: 10.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bats Fly |
CashMoney AP |
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one |
Guys, okay, this came out amazing |
Woo, soon as I step in this bitch |
Let them racks fly |
Walk up in your shit with my whole clique, we let them bats fly |
Smoke, peas like black eye |
Run up on me, get black eyed (Brrt) |
I’ma let the bats fly |
Killin' shit just like the bad guy |
Woo, soon as I step in this bitch |
Let them racks fly |
Walk up in your shit with my whole clique, we let them bats fly |
Smoke, peas like black eye |
Run up on me, get black eyed (Brrt) |
I’ma let the bats fly |
Killin' shit just like the bad guy |
Woah, bitch, call me if it’s |
Just don’t call me Kid (No) |
I do shit too big (Ayy) |
THC, no cig (Smoke), all you smoke is mid |
Take my hat, this (Ayy) |
They don’t sell this shit at lease, either |
Chips in my pocket, no chip in my shoulder |
Still the same niggas from back in the (Ayy) |
Sleepin' on me, you must be in the coma |
Told all my niggas the game and it’s over (Over) |
Police keep pullin' over, they checking the back of the trunk |
All they see is a motor |
Heard I was killing these niggas |
Bad guy, I don’t need a (No) |
Don’t need a assist |
Know that it’s summer but I got a million to wrist (Wrist) |
Close up in e-intimate |
We only see you when you on the e-internet |
Shit could get ignorant |
God, please, forgive me, I see it again (God) |
Came from the ceiling, feelin' so limitless |
Off of that pill again |
Ayy, up all night like insomniacs (Woo) |
Ayy, mix the water with the party packs (Yeah) |
Ayy, I’m the truth, check your polygraph |
Ayy, if they say I did it, then it’s probably facts |
Woo, soon as I step in this bitch |
Let them racks fly |
Walk up in your shit with my whole clique, we let them bats fly |
Smoke, peas like black eye |
Run up on me, get black eyed (Brrt) |
I’ma let the bats fly |
Killin' shit just like the bad guy |
Woo, soon as I step in this bitch |
Let them racks fly |
Walk up in your shit with my whole clique, we let them bats fly |
Smoke, peas like black eye |
Run up on me, get black eyed (Brrt) |
I’ma let the bats fly |
Killin' shit just like the bad guy |
Middle finger to the other side |
If it’s money, I can’t let you slide |
Bitch, slippery wet (Oh) |
I ain’t hit nothin' but net (No) |
Foot on they neck (Wait) |
Niggas ain’t even a threat |
Back on the track and I’m running this shit |
Milli', I need a hundred this year |
You scared of the money, I show 'em no fear |
Show up, you know it’s a family affair |
See, I got all of my niggas here |
I’m number 1 but I’m with a 10 |
But she know I ain’t no minute man (No) |
I get shit off and I’m in it again |
Nigga, your time is up (Up) |
Had a lil' fun, but we see your kind enough (Ayy) |
You be online too much, lyin' too much (Wait) |
Only in god we trust |
Bat gang, bat gang, bat gang |
We all rock the same chain |
Throwin' paper, airplanes |
Baby, I can’t complain (Woo) |
Woo, soon as I step in this bitch |
Let them racks fly |
Walk up in your shit with my whole clique, we let them bats fly |
Smoke, peas like black eye |
Run up on me, get black eyed (Brrt) |
I’ma let the bats fly |
Killin' shit just like the bad guy |
Woo, soon as I step in this bitch |
Let them racks fly |
Walk up in your shit with my whole clique, we let them bats fly |
Smoke, peas like black eye |
Run up on me, get black eyed (Brrt) |
I’ma let the bats fly |
Killin' shit just like the bad guy |