Bruce WaYnE
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Yeah, yeah Lynks, Lynks, Lynks, Lynks Wake up five in the morning and I'm sippin' on D'usse I'ma go get my bag, I don't care what you say I got on Richard Milli I look richer by the day Hop in a batmobile got me feeling like Bruce Wayne, yeah Swallow the perk, I'm about to go insane, yeah Two-tone whips, I'm about to go paint em You got no drip on your shirt, out here looking like a lame, yeah Out there doin' all that talkin', come say it in my face, yeah Hop in a batmobile got me feelin' like Bruce Wayne, I'ma go get my bag, I don't care what you say Wake up five in the morning and I'm sippin' on D' usse I got on Richard milli, I look richer by the day yeah, yeah, get out the crib and we poppin' (turn up, turn up, yeah) I really be doin' this rap shit (c'mon, c'mon, yeah) I'm makin' money livin' lavish I don't give a f*ck what you say, lil bro you can jump on my dick with some passion Pop out the cut with a different hoe We got many women in that mansion I go through the pain to do entertainment So I'm finna' pop a pill Catch me at the club on a Thursday, I'll be a new man, finna' be in a different wheel Brown plastic, Benjamins, those are my favourite bills She pregnant Ayy, aiye mi te mi ba mi She's what She pregnant Pre-gnant Ahh, apostle will hear of this, Jesu Wake up five in the morning and I'm sippin' on D'usse I'ma go get my bag, I don't care what you say I got on Richard Milli I look richer by the day Hop in a batmobile got me feeling like Bruce Wayne, yeah Swallow the perk, I'm about to go insane, yeah Two-tone whips, I'm about to go paint em You got no drip on your shirt, out here looking like a lame, yeah Out there doin' all that talkin', come say it in my face, yeah Hop in a batmobile got me feelin' like Bruce Wayne, I'ma go get my bag, I don't care what you say Wake up five in the morning and I'm sippin' on D' usse I got on Richard milli, I look richer by the day (by the day) Got on Richard milli, I look richer by the day Boutta' stack these bands, money longer than a train You gangy or not, all of my niggas they playin' their part When I pull up, they look like they hate me or something Stackin' these bands, I don't beg your pardon Lock her up, throw away these keys I don't wanna kiss, I just want the ransom Shawty out here sucking me She wanna have my kids, she calling me handsome And you know we getting money, we got dem' big pockets Pull out here with a beta pass I a'int letting you in I'm just being honest
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