KSupreme - Bruce Wayne lyrics

Kicking s**t, just me and the gang Ran up some racks and I bought a new chain My shooter on point, he got good aim I want the money, f**k the fame Can’t switch up on the gang I walk in the club with the click-clack, bang Double cup filled up, sippin’ on purple rain I’m global, switched it up, hop on a airplane Fully loaded bussdown, f**k a plain jane Running to the guap so much that my ankle might sprain All black foreign, feel like Bruce Wayne My next grill, I’ma flood it by Johnny Dang Just popped two Percs’, I don’t feel a thing Got lean in the club, ain’t drinkin’ no champagne Trap n***a, that’s the way I remain Pourin’ up drank in exotic pop Neck wet, s**t look like a dock Balenciaga slippers, ain’t wearing no Crocs I drip everywhere, needa carry a mop Exotic in, you can come and shop Ain’t cuffin’ no hoe, with the gang I’m switch, swap Big diamonds on my wrist look like a raindrop Kicking s**t, just me and the gang Ran up some racks and I bought a new chain My shooter on point, he got good aim I want the money, f**k the fame Can’t switch up on the gang Versuri-lyrics.info I walk in the club with the click-clack, bang Double cup filled up, sippin’ on purple rain I’m global, switched it up, hop on a airplane Fully loaded bussdown, f**k a plain jane Running to the guap so much that my ankle might sprain All black foreign, feel like Bruce Wayne My next grill, I’ma flood it by Johnny Dang Just popped two Percs’, I don’t feel a thing Got lean in the club, ain’t drinkin’ no champagne Trap n***a, that’s the way I remain Put some racks in the money counter Young n***a clean like I jumped out the shower Rackaids on me like I’m selling powder Plays calling my phone every hour ni**as watching me like I’m on Power Big nugs, look like cauliflower Shark in my lungs, ain’t smokin’ on sour Kicking s**t, just me and the gang Ran up some racks and I bought a new chain My shooter on point, he got good aim I want the money, f**k the fame Can’t switch up on the gang I walk in the club with the click-clack, bang Double cup filled up, sippin’ on purple rain I’m global, switched it up, hop on a airplane Fully loaded bussdown, f**k a plain jane Running to the guap so much that my ankle might sprain All black foreign, feel like Bruce Wayne My next grill, I’ma flood it by Johnny Dang Just popped two Percs’, I don’t feel a thing Got lean in the club, ain’t drinkin’ no champagne Trap n***a, that’s the way I remain