[Intro: Enphamus]
(Sapfir)
Man
I told y'all, I'm on these rap niggas ass
Let's get it
Ayy, Gotham City, Gotham City, bitch
Ayy
Woah
[Chorus: Enphamus]
I can't stand this shit like a amputee
Ridin' wit' a tank on E
Don't need no hands, I step with feet
More guns than C-O-D
Play with me, he D-I-E
Shoot at who? 1-2-3
That's all it takes from .223s
Make sure that he in ICC
[Verse 1: Enphamus]
I see you, she can't be my bitch if I can't fuck her crew
Hula hoop, this shit off the hip, that bitch say toot-toot-toot
Doo-doo-doo, he gon' front his move if I don't make my move
So he do, I ain't in my [?] man, I'll shoot up a school
She suck my balls, I made that bitch my major, put her in Balmain
High as fuck, I'm smokin' on exotics, packs of octane
Gotham City, Joker, I'm the type to knock off Bruce Wayne
Ask me 'bout my life, I bought that bitch a drink like T-Payne
Gotham City, ridin' through them projects wit' my mask on
If I take this mask off then his future not gon' last long
Zaza, do no mid bitch, I won't cop unlеss that gas strong
Stuck between the street and makin' music, 'dis my last song
Back to strikin', back to robbin', I just want my life back
5.56s bound to lift his whip up likе a car jack
5.56, the red tip on this Tracks look like [?]
I hope this accident don't ever show up on his CarFax
[Chorus: Enphamus]
I can't stand this shit like a amputee
Ridin' wit' a tank on E
Don't need no hands, I step with feet
More guns than C-O-D
Play with me, he D-I-E
Shoot at who? 1-2-3
That's all it takes from .223s
Make sure that he in ICC
[Verse 2: Hotboii]
Play wit' me, you D-I-E
Uh, that just how it be
I be mean to all these hoes, was broke, they wasn't nice to me
IcyHot, keep that fire on me, my wrist on Icee
Opps writin' up that man's page and I gotta see
Fuck 'em, and fuck 12 too, see them gon' [?]
All this creep shit, lil' nigga I been accustomed, I was hustlin'
Sellin' [?], trappin' night until the sun
You know me, was on the run, but I was chillin', I wasn't runnin'
Aye, real shit
[Chorus: Enphamus]
I can't stand this shit like a amputee
Ridin' wit' a tank on E
Don't need no hands, I step with feet
More guns than C-O-D
Play with me, he D-I-E
Shoot at who? 1-2-3
That's all it takes from .223s
Make sure that he in ICC
(Sapfir)
Man
I told y'all, I'm on these rap niggas ass
Let's get it
Ayy, Gotham City, Gotham City, bitch
Ayy
Woah
[Chorus: Enphamus]
I can't stand this shit like a amputee
Ridin' wit' a tank on E
Don't need no hands, I step with feet
More guns than C-O-D
Play with me, he D-I-E
Shoot at who? 1-2-3
That's all it takes from .223s
Make sure that he in ICC
[Verse 1: Enphamus]
I see you, she can't be my bitch if I can't fuck her crew
Hula hoop, this shit off the hip, that bitch say toot-toot-toot
Doo-doo-doo, he gon' front his move if I don't make my move
So he do, I ain't in my [?] man, I'll shoot up a school
She suck my balls, I made that bitch my major, put her in Balmain
High as fuck, I'm smokin' on exotics, packs of octane
Gotham City, Joker, I'm the type to knock off Bruce Wayne
Ask me 'bout my life, I bought that bitch a drink like T-Payne
Gotham City, ridin' through them projects wit' my mask on
If I take this mask off then his future not gon' last long
Zaza, do no mid bitch, I won't cop unlеss that gas strong
Stuck between the street and makin' music, 'dis my last song
Back to strikin', back to robbin', I just want my life back
5.56s bound to lift his whip up likе a car jack
5.56, the red tip on this Tracks look like [?]
I hope this accident don't ever show up on his CarFax
[Chorus: Enphamus]
I can't stand this shit like a amputee
Ridin' wit' a tank on E
Don't need no hands, I step with feet
More guns than C-O-D
Play with me, he D-I-E
Shoot at who? 1-2-3
That's all it takes from .223s
Make sure that he in ICC
[Verse 2: Hotboii]
Play wit' me, you D-I-E
Uh, that just how it be
I be mean to all these hoes, was broke, they wasn't nice to me
IcyHot, keep that fire on me, my wrist on Icee
Opps writin' up that man's page and I gotta see
Fuck 'em, and fuck 12 too, see them gon' [?]
All this creep shit, lil' nigga I been accustomed, I was hustlin'
Sellin' [?], trappin' night until the sun
You know me, was on the run, but I was chillin', I wasn't runnin'
Aye, real shit
[Chorus: Enphamus]
I can't stand this shit like a amputee
Ridin' wit' a tank on E
Don't need no hands, I step with feet
More guns than C-O-D
Play with me, he D-I-E
Shoot at who? 1-2-3
That's all it takes from .223s
Make sure that he in ICC
( Enphamus )
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