CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : FUCK BATMANE
Uh-uh, uh, uh, ayy, hey
I end your life with the edge of my knife
White mask, flickin' my ash, no cap
Same day I cop it I crash
Pick apart my brain, b*t*h, I'm insane
Right hook like Bane, f**k Batmane
Lil Peep, b*t*h, I'm tryna raise the crime rate
Two 12s in the trunk let it vibrate (vib-vibrate)
Aw that's really raw, that's really raw
Young 16 killers, b*t*h my friends are my dealers (Aw-aw-aw)
Aw, that's really raw, that's really raw
Dry blood on my knife when I enter the fight, motherf**ker
I'm showin' no love, no hope, no chain on my neck
No respect, boy your b*t*h got no complaints
I'm showin' no love, no hope, no chain on my neck
No respect, boy yo b*t*h got no complaints, Peep
Showing no love to the young dumb sl*ts
No word to the girl back home with the blow
F**k Bat
Might hit him with motherf**king strap, mane
Might hit him with the foreseen
He know that sight
Roll up to the motherf**king bank
Open up the f**king safe
Hit a lick, f**k your b*t*h, then smoke a blunt and walk away
From the flames on the crime scene
You can’t ever find me
The shadow in the midst
Spitting this sh*t
Until your eyes bleed
It’s death
The scene is red
I see the future in my knife
Same knife that I used to take your life
I'm showin' no love, no hope, no chain on my neck
No respect, boy your b*t*h got no complaints
I'm showin' no love, no hope, no chain on my neck
No respect, boy yo b*t*h got no complaints, little b*t*h
I end your life with the edge of my knife
White mask, flickin' my ash, no cap
Same day I cop it I crash
Pick apart my brain, b*t*h, I'm insane
Right hook like Bane, f**k Batmane
Lil Peep, b*t*h, I'm tryna raise the crime rate
Two 12s in the trunk let it vibrate (vib-vibrate)
Aw that's really raw, that's really raw
Young 16 killers, b*t*h my friends are my dealers (Aw-aw-aw)
Aw, that's really raw, that's really raw
Dry blood on my knife when I enter the fight, motherf**ker
I'm showin' no love, no hope, no chain on my neck
No respect, boy your b*t*h got no complaints
I'm showin' no love, no hope, no chain on my neck
No respect, boy yo b*t*h got no complaints, Peep
Showing no love to the young dumb sl*ts
No word to the girl back home with the blow
F**k Bat
Might hit him with motherf**king strap, mane
Might hit him with the foreseen
He know that sight
Roll up to the motherf**king bank
Open up the f**king safe
Hit a lick, f**k your b*t*h, then smoke a blunt and walk away
From the flames on the crime scene
You can’t ever find me
The shadow in the midst
Spitting this sh*t
Until your eyes bleed
It’s death
The scene is red
I see the future in my knife
Same knife that I used to take your life
I'm showin' no love, no hope, no chain on my neck
No respect, boy your b*t*h got no complaints
I'm showin' no love, no hope, no chain on my neck
No respect, boy yo b*t*h got no complaints, little b*t*h
