Bat Call (feat. Neeskii & Skii)

I got Mikey with me for sure

This a Rango, not a track hawk

A.R.P. Shooter all the fake shit

Might as well just knock it back off

You hear that? That's the back call

I'm on 59 right now Beating up the road

Trying to get these packs off

Yes, I got it Get a check

Sace slippers on they neck, bust a rubber band, a flex gang

I got this slick moth for my mama, I can teach you how to pop it

Remin' noodles, now it's lobster

Go on the skit, go by yourself, you can't trust **** that tell

That's how durk got in that jam

Cut off my tongue before I squeal

You can keep your happy meal, tell them hoes take me to my cell

See what you need, cause bitch we got em

New prescription, oxy cotton

We got junkies pickin' cotton Off the Xans, I call them turn up's

Yeen, with it, **** burn up, **** with it, **** burn up

All my bitches designer, buy them Chanel, and treat em the same

Tell me, bitch, I need knowledge, can't comprehend hoe I need brain

Since ah Jit We hit so many licks

Make it click and called ah stain

From the block, till he testify

Now we are not the same

All my dogs, I'm real insane

Every time I blink see KP face

The shit I takin to the grave

Up a lean I Poe'd ah eight

Dice heist in broad day

His point six LeBron James

Ran off on the court date

No insurance in the hard way

This a Rango, not a track hawk

A.R.P. shoot through all the fake, shit

Might as well just knock it back off

You hear that? And that's the back call

I'm 0-59 right now, beating up the road, tryna get these packs off

Yess I gotta get a check

Sace slippers on they neck

Bust a rubber band of flex gang

I got this slick mouth for my mama

I can teach you how to pop it

Remin' noodles, now it's lobster

In and out of cars, that's just how I'm feelin'

Talk to A.R.P., that's just how I'm livin'

Tell him bro, watch my back, cause these **** friendly

Hit my wrist since bro been ducking centuries

Try to stay out the way, they ain't give me no choice

Put it all on the floor, then went up on the scoe

When I'm up in the back, know I'm swingin' my door

(LETSGETIT)

He was tough on the net, but a **** couldn't feel it

Box on the back so, I let off like sixty

If your trap moves slow, tell him, get in wit me

(LETSGETIT)

Fuck I look like talking I'ma let off 50

Got the shooters in the back tryna sing like Whitney

If you swing me and play we can go 50-50

(LETSGETIT)

This is Rango, not a track hawk

A.R.P. shoot through all the fake shit

Might as well just knock his back off

You hear that?

And that's the back call

I'm 0-59 right now

Beating up the road tryna get these packs off

Yes I gotta get a check

Sace slippers on they neck

Bust a rubber band of flex gang

I got this slick moth from my mama

I can teach you how to pop it

Ramen noodles now it's lobster