Bat Outta Hell Lyrics

Hop in start whippin the Hellcat I look like a Bat Outta Hell

I went Akira with this blick now that bitch just a Ghost in a Shell

Bat Outta Hell the way I'm swervin switchin lanes

I always do everything this big but I went Plain Jane

Hellcat whip these diamonds chokin me like Kane

Bat Outta Hell might eat his face you better pray

Wock$tar Life bitch me n my twin went Kurt Cobain

Lil bitch got offended cuz I can't just be a lame

Picked up a stick and he jumped off the porch

Lil buddy tryina earn his stain

Joystick on me play no games

They tryina plug in and play

I should called Elliot and twin on 3 way

Ask if the blood gone stain my chains

He tried to duck but you gotta be quicker

Now they tryina find his brains

Ice skates

Diamonds shinin while we slidin

No one drivin

I put the coupe on autopilot

Pretty lil bitch wanna lick my privates

It's Sin City baby we frequent flyers

Rickety racks all in my climate

Posh on my own I don't need no stylist

Hop in start whippin the Hellcat I look like a Bat Outta Hell

I went Akira with this blick now that bitch just a Ghost in a Shell

Bat Outta Hell the way I'm swervin switchin lanes

I always do everything this big but I went Plain Jane

Hellcat whip these diamonds chokin me like Kane

Bat Outta Hell might eat his face you better pray

Wock$tar Life bitch me n my twin went Kurt Cobain

Lil bitch got offended cuz I can't just be a lame

Money fallin out these skinnys lil bitch these expensive britches

Top floor how we kickin

Wockhardt sipper with a dirty pistol

I just killed somebody son I don't know who he was

Fortune 500 in this blunt

Poured up a rack in my cup

Retire my name in the rafters bitch that's the only way you gone put me up

That shit cute come try again too scared to come try your luck

Too scared to come fight with us

Slick on the blick light his blunt

He don't want problems with us

I don't fight fair ima hit you with something