Batman

Zaytoven Yeah Blues but I'm black Goddamn, shh Green but I ain't mean Bitch, yeah SOS, baby Shit Zaytoven Young niggas be up in the trenches (trenches) Doin' shit that they ain't got no business (no business) How I know? Nigga, I was one of 'em (one of 'em) Run up on me, I'ma up my gun on you (on you) You can't hide from the feds if they lookin' for you, ayy (for you) Oh, you want your dope? Foenem took it from you, ayy Watch how you cock your hat man, bitch We got that rat-tat-tat, man, yeah Punch your ass black, man, uh, huh (baow) Splash on your ass to splat, man, yeah (baow) I'm the Batman I ain't got no cape but call me Gatman Yeah, that's a fact man, bitch Ho like, "Damn So', you gettin' fat, man" (what?) Niggas like, "Let me get a track, man" In a Hellcat but I ain't even supposed to be drivin' We gon' make us split you like some taxes (taxes) Who they think they is, it sure ain't Casper (sure ain't Casper) She gave me the grill, I sure ain't ask her (sure ain't ask her) Shawty got that long throat like a dragon Young niggas be up in the trenches (trenches) Doin' shit that they ain't got no business (no business) How I know? Nigga, I was one of 'em (one of 'em) Run up on me, I'ma up my gun on you (gun on you) You can't hide from the feds if they lookin' for you, ayy (lookin' for you) Oh, you want your dope? Foenem took it from you, ayy Watch how you cock your hat man, bitch We got that rat-tat-tat, man, yeah You want beef like you work at Fuddruckers (Fuddruckers) It's just me and my blood brothers, motherfucker Man, these bitches be bloodsuckers, goddamn Stompin' through the dirt with my mud brothers All this water, bitch, I'm sinkin' (bling) Slide quicker than a nigga can blink, yeah (skrrrt) These niggas pussy pink, yeah (skrrrt) Big fat pistol, I call him Binky Up the boys and get beasty We let off 'til the conversation ceases My teacher couldn't teach me (nah) I was runnin' through the hall and it wasn't recess (skrrrt) Young niggas be up in the trenches (trenches) Doin' shit that they ain't got no business (no business) How I know? Nigga, I was one of 'em (one of 'em) Run up on me, I'ma up my gun on you (on you) You can't hide from the feds if they lookin' for you, ayy (for you) Oh, you want your dope? Foenem took it from you, ayy Watch how you cock your hat man, bitch We got that rat-tat-tat, man, yeah