Batter up freestyle (speedtroit)

Ha, shit, wait, hold up

Big 42's when I step like Robinson, I tell em batter up
Snooze when I hear your fuckin' music, bitch, I had enough
Bitch I'm confused when I see him in person like why he acting tough
She want a kick with a rich god, so I had to cuff
Like, I'm only here for one reason, that's why I had to stuff
Yeah, I do what I want, I know it really sucks that he can't do the same
But I don't really give a damn or fuck
You a lame, you ain't got no dollars to your name
I been in that coupe, blacked out, feel like Bruce Wayne
That boy pulled his racks out, it's a damn shame
I live my fuckin' life like a damn game
But if he speak on my name, then I don't play
Big A-O-T-Y, what I'm droppin' mane
Big D-A-W-G, what they call me, ayy
I know that I'm up, and I swear it got em pissed off
No, bitch, I don't really wanna take the Ricks off
Had to bounce back every time I took a big loss
Say she bougie, but she got no ring, Chris Paul
So I pass her to my team, I feel like John Wall
And I ain't playing anymore, I feel like Lonzo Ball
I swear that everything I am, these boys the opposite
She said that she love me, I swear I'm finna call it quits
I'm in love with my money, bitch, I'm counting up my collared greens
I don't pop out, swear to God, you ain't saw a thing
I'm in her dreams like the motherfuckin' Sandman
She ask me how the fuck I do it, it's cause I can, man
I'm the Sandman, the band man
I feel like Eem Triplin cause I feel just like the fuckin' rubber band man
Like goddamn