MAVI - Bat Phone Lyrics

Oh, no no
Yeah, Yeah
I got rich off my bat phone
I didn't think it would take that long
Tryna do better with my platform
Spin the corner and I'm back home
I got rich off my bat phone
I didn't think it would take that long
Tryna do better with my platform
Spin the corner and I'm back home

I learned so much from the pussy
It's like school and I'm a school shooter
I f*ck a principal saw your bitch and she a cool tutor
Just for the principal need an Aventador tinted though
Never know who really f*ck with you man but I tend to know
I've been that nigga though, been before dragon ball piccolo
And watching Niccolo Dion real monster was with us though
He always hit mama I cried when her body would hit the floor
She moved us away when I showed her my plans how to slit this throat
But things change, I mean
What the Jazz look like post Malone
And what rap look like now, Post Malone
My nigga said he got a job I coulda cried on the phone
I'm thanking god cause he finally left the corner alone
I mean that boy was selling stones like David Bridal
I ain't one of them ending up in scope like kaleido
We both took gifted classes and we aced the finals
I mean the Tesla you can buy those but a mind like nikolai's though
Swear that you nice because the likes on your IG is high though
Compared to my flow that's like a Chuck Lydel to Tybo
I been the sauciest had Baby Milo in high school
Now I build models with models revenge of the IQ
It's eye for an eye too
In case you want rump I was designed to
RIP opps man it feel insincere when they try to
Run up on em
AZ had his daughter alike and son up on him
But bro have real love from his people
That's always a one-up on them
So the little things I ain't hung up on them but I play the game
And if I don't f*ck with you I'm Six Nine I'll say your name
How many times I fell and got back up and grind the same
I don't mind when it hurt
The growth tied the pain
Yeah mane

I got rich off my bat phone
I didn't think it would take that long
Tryna do better with my platform
Spin the corner and I'm back home
I got rich off my bat phone
I didn't think it would take that long
Tryna do better with my platform
Spin the corner and I'm back home

The mask they don to try to match the mastodon ain't last long
My path was off the back of scams and shattered bone ain't have a lone
Or have as long as classmates to take jabs I passed and sat alone
The scratches cross the pad stacked to cash that's padding my Patagonia
'fore the Porsche Panamera era rode the carousel
Embarrassed as hell that I knew how perishing smelled very well
I could never turn my nose up 4s up it ain't vary nary
Every tongue that rose up froze up party very scary
Leery eyes bleary skies dreary but it's raining funds
Can't discuss my racketeers for fear of what they'll make of us
The ratchet packed I stashed it near to clear all that I may confront
The chain is bussed the flashing match the tears I couldn't make this up
The pain I brush with gave me paper cuts
My safe got razor bumps
My lady smeared foundation painted love a darker shade
I can't replace it but I made a way from crumbs with rats in the walls
A lantern in the sky flashing my sign and I answer the call