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letra de ​batman - smokingskul

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[intro]
uh?
(’cause i keep saying i love you smoke, but it’s just not coming out right)
yeah

[chorus]
shoot up the rally like i’m kyle
b-tch i’m a walking black & mild
raf simons my shoes, you can’t walk a mile
i shoot a witness ’cause he tryna dial
all of my shooters standin’ single file
i’m servin’ nic’, the fiends go wild
servin’ that salt, the fiends go crazy
i don’t know what percs is these, they fugazi
f-ckin’ a bad ho, her name kacey
do you want a mac or dinner with jay-z?
n-ggas be tippin’, call ’em b makey
what them n-ggas say? “it get tricky”
she got fake gucci, call her trixie
[?] better get some fixings
opеn up shop, n-gga, f-ck a backend
in a black whip, feel like batman
i call the shots, n-gga, likе a captain
we the reason why yo’ hood [?]
if you in the streets, n-gga, send the address
tape on the chop’, it’s not too shabby
black fendi belt, i don’t do karate
lookin’ for brain, n-gga, like a zombie
[verse]
i feel like christian bale
prometh’, this is not ginger ale
i’m off the xans, n-gga, i forgot how to spell
i’m out in phoenix with a n-gga, feel like [?]
i feel like mary ’cause i keep the llama
migo plug say “¿cómo se llama?”
i do not care for n-ggas, like obama
roundhouse kick, n-gga, like i’m ronda (yeah)

[chorus]
shoot up the rally like i’m kyle
b-tch i’m a walking black & mild
raf simons my shoes, you can’t walk a mile
i shoot a witness ’cause he tryna dial
all of my shooters standin’ single file
i’m servin’ nic’, the fiends go wild
servin’ that salt, the fiends go crazy
i don’t know what percs is these, they fugazi
f-ckin’ a bad ho, her name kacey
do you want a mac or dinner with jay-z?
n-ggas be tippin’, call ’em b makey
what them n-ggas say? “it get tricky”
she got fake gucci, call her trixie
[?] better get some fixings
open up shop, n-gga, f-ck a backend
in a black whip, feel like batman
i call the shots, n-gga, like a captain
we the reason why yo’ hood [?]
if you in the streets, n-gga, send the address
tape on the chop’, it’s not too shabby
black fendi belt, i don’t do karate
lookin’ for brain, n-gga, like a zombie

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