Bats Fly (feat. Rory Fresco)

CashMoney AP Oh lawd, 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 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 I'ma let the bats fly Killin' shit just like the bad guy Woah, bitch, call me if it's this Just don't call me Kid (no) I do shit too big (ayy) TAC, no mid, all you smoke is mid Take my hat, this 'bout a fee 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 notes (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 motiv (no) Don't need a win or desist Know that it's summer but I got a winter wrist (wrist) Close up in e-intimate We only see you when you on the 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, (ayy) up all night like insomniacs (woo) Ayy, (ayy) mix the water with the party packs (yeah) Ayy, I'm the truth, check your polygraph 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 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 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, slipper 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 one but I'm with a ten 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, 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 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 I'ma let the bats fly Killin' shit just like the bad guy