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Bruce Wayne

 

Bruce Wayne


Uh, uh, kicking shit with the gang
Uh, uh, kicking shit with the gang
(Nigga)
[?], can't ride with the gang
(Ice, ice)

Kicking shit, just me and the gang
Ran up some racks and I bought a new chain
My shooter on point, he got good aim
I want the money, fuck the fame
Can't switch up on the gang
I walk in the club with the click-clack, bang
Double cup filled up, sipping on purple rain
I'm global, switched it up, hop on a airplane
Fully loaded bussdown, fuck a plain jane
Running to the guap so much that my ankle might sprain
All black foreign, feel like Bruce Wayne
My next grill, I'ma flood it by Johnny Dang
Just popped two Percs', I don't feel a thing
Got lean in the club, ain't drinking no champagne
Trap nigga, that's the way I remain

Pouring up drank in exotic pop
Neck wet, shit look like a dock
Balenciaga slippers, ain't wearing no Crocs
I drip everywhere, needa carry a mop
Exotic in, you can come and shop
Ain't cuffing no hoe, with the gang I'm switch, swap
Big diamonds on my wrist look like a raindrop

Kicking shit, just me and the gang
Ran up some racks and I bought a new chain
My shooter on point, he got good aim
I want the money, fuck the fame
Can't switch up on the gang
I walk in the club with the click-clack, bang
Double cup filled up, sipping on purple rain
I'm global, switched it up, hop on a airplane
Fully loaded bussdown, fuck a plain jane
Running to the guap so much that my ankle might sprain
All black foreign, feel like Bruce Wayne
My next grill, I'ma flood it by Johnny Dang
Just popped two Percs', I don't feel a thing
Got lean in the club, ain't drinking no champagne
Trap nigga, that's the way I remain

Put some racks in the money counter
Young nigga clean like I jumped out the shower
Rackaids on me like I'm selling powder
Plays calling my phone every hour
Niggas watching me like I'm on Power
Big nugs, look like cauliflower
Shark in my lungs, ain't smoking on sour

Kicking shit, just me and the gang
Ran up some racks and I bought a new chain
My shooter on point, he got good aim
I want the money, fuck the fame
Can't switch up on the gang
I walk in the club with the click-clack, bang
Double cup filled up, sipping on purple rain
I'm global, switched it up, hop on a airplane
Fully loaded bussdown, fuck a plain jane
Running to the guap so much that my ankle might sprain
All black foreign, feel like Bruce Wayne
My next grill, I'ma flood it by Johnny Dang
Just popped two Percs', I don't feel a thing
Got lean in the club, ain't drinking no champagne
Trap nigga, that's the way I remain

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