Wifisfuneral - Bruce Wayne lyrics

(Hey Cris, f** you) Turn it up just a little bit more Okay like, walked inside the trap 30 racks up on my lap Like, b**h I got it out the mud If you ain’t first then b**h, you last Hit my woe up on the line Lemme slow that down, don’t move too fast Okay, like how I’m taking L’s if I forever bounce back How you broke and hating? That don’t add up, do the math I got commas sitting on commas I’m so humble I should gas Okay like, money flow, come and go Smoking on gas, that sh**, that Texaco Better let them know Ooh okay oh man I hopped up out the box Lil n***a how you gon’ get got Two twenty like straight up on my drop I might just beat down on the block Hold up skrt off right in two Wraiths Ayy I’m Bruce Wayne She need water Bobby Boucher (ay) Ayy I’m doing things Okay hundreds stacked on hundreds I’m the topic of discussion Well, sh**, I might just be the best [?] there’s no competition [?] I’m posted at the grave while I’m dead, while I’m dead Like homie we is not the same Who you is, who you is Okay, I’m posted at the grave while I’m dead, while I’m dead Like homie we is not the same Who you is, who you is Okay, I’m posted at the grave while I’m dead, while I’m dead Like homie we is not the same Who you is, who you is Okay, I’m posted at the grave while I’m dead, while I’m dead Like homie we is not the same Who you is, who you is Ayy, look