Bat Wings

Skoodoo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Skoodoop
Yeah

I'm flying
Through the mansion
Bat wings on
No clocks on
I'm lightning
I'm riding and the wind is on my face again
Hmph
What's happening
Is I'm real now
I phased through again
Will power
Turn the switch on
Turn the world around
Still hours until the end
My friend
Quiet down
What's it all about in the water
And we splash around
Frightened
By the waves we make

Electricity inside my bike shorts my wheels go around the world
I can feel the whole world's thoughts like it was my shirt
Whole lotta dirt
Fuck the tickin' tockin' of the clock that's on my word
I'm flyer than a bird
Wings high, these mountains look like nipples on a girl
Grr
That's the sound of the 8's loves
Take the crown like a fake drug
Real niggas know its placebo
I'm a bat, run the base up
Face down, ass up, I'm a taste truth
They gon' act up cause it makes you
Go muthafuckin crazy
I was this cool as a muthafuckin baby
Ayy



Credits
Writer(s): Bryce Trent
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