Gotham City lyrics

by

Baby Smoove


[Intro]
Franchise sh*t
Pour some pop then another, we gettin' high tonight
Bust a pound, then another pound
Bust a pint, then another
I got too much

[Verse]
Bust a pint, then another pint, we gettin' high tonight
f*ck a freezer, n*gga check my neck, I got all the ice
It's a lot of b*tches who ain't worth sh*t, and they think a lot
It's a lot of n*ggas out here broke as hell, and their money tight
I'm high, walking like a toddler, I'm a lot you n*ggas father
I'm gettin' head in the back of that new Benz and she a model
You gon' get hurt playin' with me, we gon' hit you with some hollows
You got cheap gold, and it's SIs that's a problеm
I smoke real weed, the sh*t you rollin' up is not an option
You see this Kеl Tec, it don't give a f*ck if you be boxin'
I'm in LA eatin' some of everything, livin' lavish
She like when I'm in her stomach, I get high and let her have it
I'm the haver, I don't even think about it, I jsut grab it
Independent, never signed a deal, this ain't average
We four cars deep with a bunch of fullies out in traffic
It's the franchise, f*ck around with us, it'll happen
Three five, one backwood and it's all for me
Two lines, just in one cup, yo sh*t light pink
My eyes closed, n*gga I'm high, please don't talk to me
Yo b*tch want me f*ck, but she for the streets
I like fast sh*t, n*gga f*ck a wraith, I'm gettin' a Lamborghini
My first car was fresh off the lot, sh*t I had a Hemi
I had a bag, it was on the charts way before I see it
I know some n*ggas who just hate they life and they wanna be me
[Outro]
Know some n*ggas who just hate they life and they
Mmm
I was on the-
I had a bag-
I'm high as hell bruh
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