| Big gat, I got all this money in my pants, talkin' big stacks
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| Had to tell that bitch to watch her hands, push yo' shit back
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| I be walking with that thirty in my pants, you can’t miss that
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| I know you see the way these diamonds dance
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| Crack the seal on that dope and pour a four up
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| You got the opp, I got the Backwood, get you rolled up
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| And life cold, my nigga died, think that it’s colder
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| Swerve on a nigga ass, aim with the strap, watch how he fold up
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| Bitch, you ain’t gon' fold nothin', one thing you know is up with me
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| I got nothin' but killers on the line and they all stuck with me
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| Fuck the money, bro, them clutch that iron and they gon' bust for me
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| Run up, that’s when all you niggas dyin', you think 'bout touching me
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| These niggas shootin' shit luckily
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| Bitch, this ain’t no luck, nigga, we get close, bust the fire
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| No shooting from a distance, we gon' zip 'em, you just pull on side
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| This cutter hit 'em, flip 'em, Draco split 'em and they don’t walk outside
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| Talk like you official, we gon' blitz him, buried while alive
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| Pull up in that Rolls, I look like Batman
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| I’m cold right now, man, where the heater? |
| Nigga, fuck the fan
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| I think I’m James Brown or Elvis how these diamonds dance
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| These niggas roll down, we spinnin', finna bust his ass
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| Big gat, I got all this money in my pants, talkin' big stacks
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| Had to tell that bitch to watch her hands, push yo' shit back
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| I be walking with that thirty in my pants, you can’t miss that
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| I know you see the way these diamonds dance
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| Man, look, he said he gon' step on who? |
| I’m gon' put him on the news
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| I just hit an opp with the stick like I’m playing pool
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| Hundred shots, a hundred fools, 4KTrey break all the rules
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| Die today if we see you, stretch 'em and watch how I move
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| Bitches tryna Youngboy walk, niggas tryna baller-block
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| Come see what I got in this car, before I shoot, I shorten the stock
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| Big thirty-eight, I beat a opp, big four-five and it’s made by Glock
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| Hop out the car and escape from the cops
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| Spray it with the K and we tearing up the block
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| Pull up in that Rolls, I look like Batman
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| I’m cold right now, man, where the heater? |
| Nigga, fuck the fan
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| I think I’m James Brown or Elvis how these diamonds dance
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| These niggas roll down, we spinnin', finna bust his ass
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| Big gat, I got all this money in my pants, talkin' big stacks
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| Had to tell that bitch to watch her hands, push yo' shit back
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| I be walking with that thirty in my pants, you can’t miss that
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| I know you see the way these diamonds dance
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| Man, look, he said he gon' step on who? |
| I’m gon' put him on the news
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| I just hit an opp with the stick like I’m playing pool |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bat Man , by - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Song from the album Still Flexin, Still Steppin, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп