PATRICKBATEMAN Lyrics

You say you know us, who you know

Can't kick it with us no judo

No I don't want a rollie, I think I want an AP

And I think I want it two-tone

Are you flexing all those bands for kudos

Pushing fast in a coupe it's a two-door

I been pushing it real fast, got my foot up on the gas

And we gonna blast off into Pluto

I'm switching it up, all of these bands they filling me up

Yeah if I want to get a whole piece, Imma get me a necklace and such

she gonna pop out with the police, damn I knew it that bitch was a dub

She wanna talk up get to know me

Little baby I just wanna fuck

I can't get blood on my suit Patrick Bateman

If you want a verse little boy send a payment

Walking with a pistol little bitch and its stainless

I think that she wanna fuck with me cuz what my name is

(Ahhh)

She want my name, and she gon fuck me fuck me for the fame

She think I'm rich as shit she tryna fuck

'Cause I got vivi and some other chains

Yeah that bitch she going overseas

When she get back in her ovaries

All of them others they holding me back yea I just be knowing you notice me

I get a bag and I love it I fuck it

Need a 3.5 u a bitch ain't frontin

Two door coupe in that bitch I'm stuntin

I just really be doing my shit ain't nun

Cant fall back I'm on go

Put no trust up in no hoe

For my gang can't fold, because we on a roll

Ima hop up in a big body Benz I bet it

Big body bags I spend it

I take a tab let it set in

You is a bot little boy you should go check yo settings

Run it back, Imma let it

Imma take yo' bitch back to my pad won't regret it

Only baggin' up elevens

Said I'd dive into the sheet, get high, my heaven

Fucked this beat I said it

Up all on her teeth my dick it met it

Crawl into the sheets my bitch kinetic

I'm not a stand but I know she'll regret it

Said it felt like a bitch that I knew before

Don't talk down bitch I thought closed door

But I need that pussy cause I'm cravin' more

We playin' with chains I got hands on the floor

To the cops I knew

Said my weed so sweet Hi-Chew

Said I'm drunk only drank forty-two

Step in uppercut bitch, seein' starlight shit

We gon' run up the Ops up in twos

Playing me bitch you won't go nowhere, I'll just stack up my racks to the moon

You could leave tonight, but Imma be up and spending a bag when it's noon

I'm gonna get high to the moon

She said that she in a mood

It's you and I in this room and we high, I'm like what the fuck you wanna do

Said I've been way too high, yeah I've been way too stuck

Your bitch just passed me by, but I'm not trynna fuck

Yeah, I've been standin' tall, I'm finna get myself outta this mud

If you gon shoot you know we shoot back

And all of my brothers gon' get it in blood

Yo bitch see my fit might drool, had me sitting back like who is you

Gotta keep your head up gettin' hurt by the truth

And your bitch she wanna fuck with me recording in the booth

Why you tryna fuck with me you know your gonna lose

Keep a chopstick on me, shit I walk around with two

And she gonna pull up saying yeah I thought you knew

But I don't really know cause I'm pulling up with two

(Ahhh) Gonna pull up like what

I had to get me a Choppa gun him down quick leave him in the dust

One man army keep two sticks on me lil bitch you can't fuck with us

SBK coming won't fuck with your gang, that's why you throwing up a fuss

(fuss, fuss, fuss)

I see that you wanted some more, couldn't tell you what you want-want

That you'll never get it, no-no

You'll never get it oh-no, yeah

You'll never get it lil-bro

Crazy you outta your mind, keep on takin' it from me my time

Can you please leave me alone

(Why)

It's not that bad hoe, I'm just glad I'm alive

When you come over you ruin my life

Honestly, It's not right, I don't understand yo stupid ass lies

How am I the bad guy, when you gon leave you switchin' yo sides

Can't keep it inside no, got it let it out yeah gotta admit it

But you too down bad, yeah you gonna lose hope

She said that it's too much, baby I get it

I don't really get it no more

I don't really get it no more

I don't wanna spend it with a goddamn whore

Wanna come in but comin' what for

Oh my god, we on fire, yeah we cannot stop

This bitch jus' walked she don't wanna watch

We gon' be top five, no you all jus' talk

(You all jus' talk)

You say you know us, who you know

Can't kick it with us no judo

No I don't want a rollie, I think I want an AP

And I think I want it two-tone

Are you flexing all those bands for kudos

Pushing fast in a coupe it's a two-door

I been pushing it real fast, got my foot up on the gas

And we gonna blast off into Pluto

I'm switching it up, all of these bands they filling me up

Yeah if I want to get a whole piece, Imma get me a necklace and such

she gonna pop out with the police, damn I knew it that bitch was a dub

She wanna talk up get to know me

Little baby I just wanna fuck