BLACK BRUCE WAYNE Songtext
von APOLLO THE GOAT
BLACK BRUCE WAYNE Songtext
With my bad mans you know that we robbin′
I'm the Black Bruce Wayne nigga you know that I clock in
Make so much money you know you ain′t popping
Even got my parents asking "Ashton, when you dropping?
With my bad mans you know that we robbin'
I'm the Black Bruce Wayne nigga you know that I clock in
I′m not superman bitch I′ll put you in a coffin
You that loser man bitch, yeah you be it
And its often
Nigga what you saying, nigga what you doing?
Nigga say the moving silent but they showing how they moving
My fit brand name and you already know im coolin
Bitches looking at me crazy when I tell them I make music
Bow and arrow shoot like cupid at your bitches heart
She gon fuck me and she gonna make lose it, uh
Had to put an alarm just to text a bitch back
Your music sounding like it came out shit shack
Yeah we robbed his homie tell em' get his fit back
Effortless money I just gotta sit back
Easy money all I do is fucking get racks
And my grillz looking crazy granny called me Riff Raff
So much money I could fill up a whole Island
Niggas steady talking bout me they don′t know they wylin
Givenchy on me and you know its designer styling
Yeah, fuck
Keep me out your mouth bitch
With my bad mans you know that we robbin'
I′m the Black Bruce Wayne nigga you know that I clock in
Make so much money you know you ain't popping
Even got my parents asking "Ashton, when you dropping
With my bad mans you know that we robbin′
I'm the Black Bruce Wayne nigga you know that I clock in
I'm not superman bitch i′ll put you in a coffin
You that loser man bitch, yeah you be it and its often
I'm the Black Bruce Wayne nigga you know that I clock in
Make so much money you know you ain′t popping
Even got my parents asking "Ashton, when you dropping?
With my bad mans you know that we robbin'
I'm the Black Bruce Wayne nigga you know that I clock in
I′m not superman bitch I′ll put you in a coffin
You that loser man bitch, yeah you be it
And its often
Nigga what you saying, nigga what you doing?
Nigga say the moving silent but they showing how they moving
My fit brand name and you already know im coolin
Bitches looking at me crazy when I tell them I make music
Bow and arrow shoot like cupid at your bitches heart
She gon fuck me and she gonna make lose it, uh
Had to put an alarm just to text a bitch back
Your music sounding like it came out shit shack
Yeah we robbed his homie tell em' get his fit back
Effortless money I just gotta sit back
Easy money all I do is fucking get racks
And my grillz looking crazy granny called me Riff Raff
So much money I could fill up a whole Island
Niggas steady talking bout me they don′t know they wylin
Givenchy on me and you know its designer styling
Yeah, fuck
Keep me out your mouth bitch
With my bad mans you know that we robbin'
I′m the Black Bruce Wayne nigga you know that I clock in
Make so much money you know you ain't popping
Even got my parents asking "Ashton, when you dropping
With my bad mans you know that we robbin′
I'm the Black Bruce Wayne nigga you know that I clock in
I'm not superman bitch i′ll put you in a coffin
You that loser man bitch, yeah you be it and its often
Writer(s): Ashton Guerra Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com