Batter Up - Dídac, Quadeca

The money i make, I stack it up

The shit that i say, i back it up

I’m a batter, hit it like batter up

And i get cake, not battered up

The money i make, I stack it up

The shit that i say, i back it up

I’m a batter, hit it like batter up

And i get cake, not battered up

Drop me, aye, you need to pick me up

Heard you feeling bad, girl, well, you not bad enough, aye

Let me live my life, back off, I’m talking shoulder rubs

Golden state of mind, cause you know I’m always fucking getting dubs

Aye, I been getting hits like batter up, uh

I been making bands but I don’t have enough, uh

Flowing on the track like an aqueduct

If you talking all that shit you better back it up

If I said then I meant it, I’ma back it up

Hit after hit after hit, better add em up

You been acting like a clown got me cracking up

Get that fucking gucci like we proud of that and pack it up

Get out like Jordan Peele

Take her out to sushi, I’ma order my eel

My life’s like a fuckin' highlight reel

Nobody ever cares how I might feel

I’ma make em feel me thats how I feel

Sellin' all these records I ain’t after no deal

Hittin' home runs, all these bitches tryna steal, facts

The money i make, I stack it up

The shit that i say, i back it up

I’m a batter, hit it like batter up

And i get cake, not battered up

The money i make, I stack it up

The shit that i say, i back it up

I’m a batter, hit it like batter up

And i get cake, not battered up

I’m strong enough so I dont lift, yeah i just uber

I keep my business at the forefront, yeah, I’m like hooters

I like my girls like my jewels, yeah i like em naked

Yeah i dont like bragging to much so I didn’t wanna have to say this

I’m a foreign guy, not a guy who only goes four in, like you

I guess I’m a tool cause I get hammer then screw

Double D’s in my name, best things, they come in twos

Everyday halloween cause every day, yeah i got a new boo

The money i make, I stack it up

The shit that i say, i back it up

I’m a batter, hit it like batter up

And i get cake, not battered up

The money i make, I stack it up

The shit that i say, i back it up

I’m a batter, hit it like batter up

And i get cake, not battered up