| Black Lamb, Batmane
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| New Chain, Bruce Wayne (Ice)
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| Black Lamb, Batmane
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| I can make you rich, I can make you rich, huh
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| Love my baby girl, ain’t got a model bitch, huh
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| All this fuckin' guap got me insane, huh
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| All these blue hunnids, they got in my brain
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| Remember nobody believed me, damn
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| I had to train like Vegeta, uh
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| Running around in a Regal, uh
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| Movin' the grand to the people
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| Now wad of cash in my fists, and the ice on my neck
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| And my wrist, nigga, it’s a glacier
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| Shootin' at niggas like Pacer
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| Blew hundreds and hundreds and hundreds and hundreds and hundreds and hundreds
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| of ones
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| All of this ice on my neck, on my fist, on my wrist, nigga, too dumb (Ice)
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| Ballin' like Peyton Manning
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| She just wanna fuck the gang, she so outlandish (Gang)
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| Bend down, fuck her blind, with the dark stick (Stick)
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| It’s Lil Gnar up in the Lamb with the dark tint
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| Feelin' like its Halloween on promethazine
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| Red bean, red beam, aim it at your head
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| Red bean, red lean, and a nigga dead
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| New Chain, Bruce Wayne
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| Black Lamb, Batmane
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| New Chain, Bruce Wayne
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| Black Lamb, Batmane
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| Yellow diamonds like a submarine (Like a submarine)
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| We’ll get red and come fuck with me
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| Yellow diamonds like a submarine (Like a submarine)
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| We’ll get red and come fuck with me
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| New Chain, Bruce Wayne (Ice)
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| Black Lamb, Batmane
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| New Chain, Bruce Wayne (Ice)
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| Black Lamb, Batmane |