Gotham City Enphamus (Ft. 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)