Gotham City (feat. Hotboii)

[Intro: Enphamus]

(Sapfir)

Man

I told y'all I'm on these rap niggas' ass

Let's get it

Ayy, Gotham City, Gotham City, bitch

Ayy

Woah

[Chorus: Enphamus]

I can't stand this shit like an amputee

Ridin' with a tank on E, don't need no hands, I step with feet

More guns than C-O-D

Play with me, he D-I-E

Shoot at who? 1-2-3

That's all it take from .223s

Make sure that he in ICC

[Verse 1: Enphamus]

I see you, she can't be my bitch if I can't fuck her crew

Hula hoop, this shit off the hip, that bitch say toot-toot-toot

Doo-doo-doo, he gon' front his move if I don't make my move

If so, he through, I ain't in my brain, man, I'll shoot up a school

She suck my balls, I make that bitch my main, just put her in Balmain

High as fuck, I'm smokin' on exotics packs of octane

Gotham City, Joker, I'm the type to knock off Bruce Wayne

Ask me 'bout my life, I bought that bitch a drink like T-Pain

Gotham City, ridin' through them projects with my mask on

If I take this mask off, then his future not gon' last long

Zaza, don't do mid, bitch, I won't cop unless that gas strong

Stuck bеtween the street and makin' music, this my last song

Back to strikin', back to robbin', I just want my life back

5.56s bound to lift his whip up like a car jack

5.56, thе red tip on the tracks look like a Carmex

I hope this accident don't never show up on his CarFax (Sapfir)

[Chorus: Enphamus]

I can't stand this shit like an amputee

Ridin' with a tank on E, don't need no hands, I step with feet

More guns than C-O-D

Play with me, he D-I-E

Shoot at who? 1-2-3

That's all it take from .223s

Make sure that he in ICC

[Verse 2: Hotboii]

Play with me, you D-I-E

Uh, that just how it be

I be mean to all these hoes, was broke, they wasn't nice to me

IcyHot, keep that fire on me, my wrist on I-C-E

Opps writin' me off that main page and they got a seizure

Fuck 'em

And fuck 12 too, see them, gon' duck 'em

All this creep shit, lil' nigga, I been accustomed

I was hustlin', sellin' dummy, trappin' night until it's sunny

You know me, was on the run, but I was chillin', I wasn't runnin'

Ayy, real shit

[Chorus: Enphamus]

I can't stand this shit like an amputee

Ridin' with a tank on E, don't need no hands, I step with feet

More guns than C-O-D

Play with me, he D-I-E

Shoot at who? 1-2-3

That's all it take from .223s

Make sure that he in ICC