Mike Dean - Bruce Wayne lyrics

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Mike Dean - Bruce Wayne lyrics

[Verse] In a black lambo, like Bruce Wayne Swervin', drank a bottle to ease the pain Like a lion, I can not be truly tamed As long as there's money to gain (Yeah) Black sports, going about 120 Chugging down from a bottle of Henny If I crash this sh**, it won't matter, I got plenty In terms of driving drunk I am the cognoscenti f**in' with instagram hoes Doin' 8 balls of blow 6 A.M. makin' it snow That's just sh** you gotta know We got plans on plans on plans k**ing everybody like the Ku Klux Klan Usin' Henny to down these xans Keep up 'til countries put up more bans Can't tell if I'm depressed or just partying anymore Forgetting everything that happened before DMT got me in between two doors Original body got me feelin' so damn sore Jack and Label got me jaded Everybody else got f**in' faded f** weed though, I hate it All I need is some blow so trade it Got that feeling back, like Bruce Wayne f*ggots opposing? I feel like Bane God damn, just stay in your lane And maybe I'll give you back your damn dame Yeah Joker a** dudes out here playin' Flat out bullsh**, they love sayin' They better start f**in prayin' Before this coke gets me sprayin' White girl got me in ascension Now for something that'll start some dissension Now that I need to mention Hillary Clinton rigged the 2016 presidential election Call me modern day shepherd 'Cause I push a few lambs God said "let there be light" So I clapped it on with two hands See, you could never understand I was born "The Man" Snort so much white, my nose belong in the Ku Klux Klan And when I get on the mic and spit a verse or three That's when heat seeking missiles start detecting me Only dumba** f*ggots disrespectin' me Walking trendsetter, these f*ggots pay to copy me Champagne bottles and lines of clear If I rocked a turtleneck sweater I'd still end up as GQ's Man Of The Year While f*ggots come out here talking about how only God they fear Well dawg, I'm right f**in' here