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letra de batman 2 - sadtrojan

[intro: sadtrojan]
(i love you sadtrojan)
uh, yeah, haha

[hook: sadtrojan]
me and max hit a fusion on him like we gogeta
had to tell that girl that i’m into her but i don’t need her
f-ck the two-door, i got shorties, i need a four-seater
heard she f-ckin’ with a friend of mine, i had to go leave her
if i’m lyin’ then i’m flyin’, my feet still down
used to get you what you wanted, you can’t get a bill now
used to be a newb on the mic, but i got sk!ll now
chain used to turn my neck green, but it’s real now
[verse 1: sadtrojan]
even though i ain’t got a ghost writer, pop him, he a ghost rider
she told you that she goin’ to sleep, we pulled an all-nighter
played her unreleased then she told me, “d-mn, that sh-t fire”
said it’s anyone better than trojan, you a d-mn liar
when i’m in that black cat, give you bad luck
fat f-ck, what i call me wallet, he a fat f-ck
i don’t wanna hear your music ’cause that sh-t suck
hit ’em with a f-ckin’ (bonk), yeah, that bat, bruh
she said, “trojan, you fly”, like a straight pass
no, i’m not tryna work with yo’ b-tch ass
yeah, they queue my sh-t first, then yo’ sh-t last
real drip on my body, yeah, this sh-t last
yeah, huh, that’s yo’ plug, we take ’em out the socket
never used to have a problem tryna close my wallet
never had to deal with moving with some heavy pockets
yeah, they hated on the drip but i still f-ckin’ rock it

[verse 2: sheluvmaxxx]
twenty bands out in neiman’s, man, that sh-t so light to me
this lil’ b-tch, i think she in love with me, she polite to me
got her phone too, but her mom gotta write to me
she think i f-ck with her but i don’t, she not right for me
baby, i don’t understand your motive, can you tell me that?
b-tch around the world, you gotta ship it, you can’t mail me that
that’s illegal in my country, n-gga, you can’t sell me that
two b-tches in my room, i need a camera, where is freddy at?
trojan batman, i’m jason todd, i got two glocks
you mad ’cause your b-tch playin’ my songs through her jukebox
b-tch, i’m like the doctor, every year i’m giving flu shots
she sucked me up, she thought she got a birkin but it’s two crocs
that b-tch, leave her, nah, don’t need her
we be fusion like gogeta
yeah, my n-gga, he a fiend, he put wocky in the liter
baby, i just got the bag and i ran up like a cheetah
baby, i just made 10,000 in my wifebeater, fah fah!
[hook: sadtrojan]
me and max hit a fusion on him like we gogeta
had to tell that girl that i’m into her but i don’t need her
f-ck the two-door, i got shorties, i need a four-seater
heard she f-ckin’ with a friend of mine, i had to go leave her
if i’m lyin’ then i’m flyin’, my feet still down
used to get you what you wanted, you can’t get a bill now
used to be a newb on the mic, but i got sk!ll now
chain used to turn my neck green, but it’s real now

[outro: sadtrojan]
(i love you sadtrojan)

- sadtrojan

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