Bat Man Coupe

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa] Batman Coope, Makavelly rules Smoking on a joint, hanging out the roof Bandana on, throwing gang signs too Screaming at them niggas, what the fuck you wanna do? I ain't arguing with bitches, I put ryms on Coopes Get a perfect shot at the rym, won't shoot Know some bad bitches, you should tell them come through But Imma check your tempreture before you come through [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Knocking at the door, [?] one two She just left her nigga, from me to run to I don't want the pussy, if the thing is run through I don't pay for pussy, [?] She know I'm a player, say she peep the way I move See the diamond chains, started thinking bout [?] She just wanna fuck, she ain't thinking bout a [?] Bout to risk it all, frеaky things [?] It's a new week, got a new hair color Beat a bitch's ass, shе a fighter, not a lover I be pushing on the gass, hit it once, then speed up She got a lotta mouth, I fuck with her cause she trouble Lil bubble, look good in a bikini too I'm seeing the results in the gym for about a week or two Pull 'em to the side, let a nigga fully tatted up hit it right Need me in your life [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa] Batman Coope, Makavelly rules Smoking on a joint, hanging out the roof Bandana on, throwing gang signs too Screaming at them niggas, what the fuck you wanna do? I ain't arguing with bitches, I put ryms on Coopes Get a perfect shot at the rym, won't shoot Know some bad bitches, you should tell them come through But Imma check your tempreture before you come through [Verse 2: Roy Woods] I leave the club, drop the top Two grams in my spliffy, [?] cops Sippin on [?], I need that soft on the rocks You get shot, just because you wanna talk like the [?] [?] maker [?] [?] [?] living proof [?] [?] like Batman in the Coope [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa] Batman Coope, Makavelly rules Smoking on a joint, hanging out the roof Bandana on, throwing gang signs too Screaming at them niggas, what the fuck you wanna do? I ain't arguing with bitches, I put ryms on Coopes Get a perfect shot at the rym, won't shoot Know some bad bitches, you should tell them come through But Imma check your tempreture before you come through