[Intro: Sewerperson]
(scotty)
(Eric, look at me)
Let's go

[Chorus: Sewerperson]
Double dose, I'm tryna max out while away
You don't need doctor, you're just a high on the way (On the way)
Custom paint, leather sheets matte grey (Matte grey)
Go in the streets, I feel like Batman today

[Verse 1: Sewerperson]
(Oh, let's go, whoosh)
Woah, SP5DER brand hoodie, I feel like Spider-Man today
Purple brand jeans with this Ferri on my waist (On my waist)
Asterisks in my cup but still I won't give you a taste (Won't give)
Bring the EMF reader 'cause we hopping in the wraith
Woah, I been goin' too early, lately you would think I had pre-cum
You would think I employed her how she gunnin' for my pay stub
My bitch bought some Marley's just to listеn to her one love
I don't feel thе beef, I leave it on read, I turn it cold cuts (Cold cuts)
(Watch-watch it fall into place)
Sweatin' through Valentina, underneath all of the BAPE
I'm so high, I'm Superman, I just need me a cape
She feelin' the box kickin' like Beyond Scared Straight, damn
[Chorus: Sewerperson]
Double dose, I'm tryna max out while away (Let's go)
You don't need doctor, you're just a high on the way (On the way)
Custom paint, leather sheets matte grey (Matte grey)
Go in the streets, I feel like Batman today

[Verse 2: Swaine]
Uh, feel like Batman today
I be rich like Bruce Wayne
Better than Kobe, my aim
Uh, there ain't nothin' to explain
Pins and needles in my brain
You boys missed the fuckin' train
Uh, so wanted now
Spittin' bar, gifted view like Santa came to town
Open up the fuckin' present, look inside and wow
Poppin' out like chicks and cakes, I'm handsomer somehow, ah
And I might take a bitch to Turks and Caicos
Under sun and under sheets we fuckin' good, save some for later
Look me in my eyes, I fix you good like fuckin' Mater
'Round the dome, baby Corleone or Montana, what's your flavour?
Wait with bated breath to hear the words come out her face
I'll be honest, baby girl, I'm dipping quick if I'm not favoured
Feel like Patrick Bateman, I'm psychotic in the brain
It might be you, it might be me
I think it's you, you fucking stranger, danger
NV made another major hit
Underground's a sham, it's all collapsing under same shit, uh
Everybody sounds the same and shit, uh
I wouldn't be caught dead in the graveyard of it
And the saints star-studded
Everybody think they, close but really y'all far from it
Made this song and still hum it
Break a sweat, you still runnin'
It's the only shit inside the bakery, you can't bun it (Bun it)