Текст песни Batman & Robin (feat. Dray1k) - Krispy Tay

Oh thats Tay okay
Really gettin money swear to God I aint stoppin
You would think she playin for the Knicks how she toppin
Its just me and Tay we like Batman and Robin

Brodie want em dead skied up then I shot em
Brodie want em dead ah
Brodie want em dead talkin hot so I popped em
Aye Gang
Aye Gang this bitch hard as hell alright

Hop out the v and up gen bro this a hit
Told the promoter they dont like me I gotta walk in wit my blick
I aint worried about the opps they dont never be on shit
You aint never got no pape nigga go and take a risk

Tay called he like Dray why you fuck a opp bitch
I aint worried about the opps cause I keep this Glock bitch
I forgot to mention I like the way she top dick
I'm on a 90year run can't no nigga stop this

On the road for 10 hours goin in and out of state
Yo bitch wanna fuck with me cause I always keep some pape
You got a thousand in the bank lil boy you in the way
She like Dray can you pull out? So I nutted on her face

She like Dray can you pull up? But I'm busy on the road
I aint never got no job cause im slappin on my phone
But I better get a job before the feds be at my home
Niggas runnin out of paper lil boy you need a loan

Dray said fuck the opps he want him gone
Hell nah I cant fuck I got a girl leave me lone
I dont even need a job I can make it off these phones
Who is you? We dont sit around these niggas we don't know

If you aint camp or 1K get the fuck on
Batman and Robin play with Dray we sendin niggas home
The opps broke they aint got no money what the fuck they on
If I see a opp out aint no talkin ima fuckin blow

Niggas knowin how we comin I dont hang wit hoes
Ion even gotta do it wit a quickness bro wipe yo nose
I got a girl dont wanna hit fuck bro and go home
Tyson out the way he just chill get money and fuck hoes

I'm already knowin if I aint got it ima call bro
If bro aint got it he can call my phone thats just how it go
Niggas tried to kill me as a youngin man I want they soul
Catch the first nigga on that hit and ima up the pole

Catch a nigga up in traffic I dont drop no lo's
I dont shoot out cars ill fuck around and swing the door
I'll beat a opp ass if he aint got no pole
When we hit a skit we dont talk about that shit no more

We dont gotta speak on shit just to get some rank
I aint bout to speak on it if I just hit a fuckin face
Them niggas trippin to them niggas goin to jail a fuckin race
If I did sum you wont hear it I wont catch a case