Bat

[Intro]
(Shoutout Eem)
(Shoutout my nigga Eem, too)

[Chorus]
Pull up in that Benz truck, I drive it like a Vette
I just pushed the gas one time, this bitch take off like a jet
Pop a wheel in this bitch, this bitch sound like a T-Rex
All these racks up in my joggers, I ain't even break a sweat
I'm too solid, a real nigga in my flesh
It's exotic in my backwood and 50 in my TAC
Feel like a dope boy in these Air Forces, these bitches look like crack
And my hand hurtin', why? I've been thumbin' through that sack
Donuts in that coupe, I drive this bitch 'til it's off track
I can bust another jugg, finna fuck it off at Saks
Money, it can't fold, got a rubber band, thesе racks
Breakin' all these woods down, I feel likе a lumberjack

[Verse]
Car sound like a thunder cat
[?]
Pray to God, said she ain't well
[?] flyer than a bat
Chase a set, I'm in a bag
In a coupe, you in a cat
And the bitch want me to laugh
And the bitch is such a child
I be on my rockstar shit, I'm jumpin' in the crowd
I'm gon' chase my dreams and that shit make my momma proud
I get paid off verses now
Where's my money? Need it now
Stay ten toes to hold it down
Bitch, I'm a king, I need a crown

[Chorus]
Pull up in that Benz truck, I drive it like a Vette
I just pushed the gas one time, this bitch take off like a jet
Pop a wheel in this bitch, this bitch sound like a T-Rex
All these racks up in my joggers, I ain't even break a sweat
I'm too solid, a real nigga in my flesh
It's exotic in my backwood and 50 in my TAC
Feel like a dope boy in these Air Forces, these bitches look like crack
And my hand hurtin', why? I've been thumbin' through that sack
Donuts in that coupe, I drive this bitch 'til it's off track (Shoutout my nigga Eem)
I can bust another jugg, finna fuck it off at Saks
Money, it can't fold, got a rubber band, these racks
Breakin' all these woods down, I feel like a lumberjack