Lyrics:
Back in the days, into the chamber 36
Big Tig' putting it down in dirty mix
Provided by EQ
Test me and my crew, guarantee you lose
Man your whole crew
Going back to my old ways shoutout drake stir
My father is the only person That I'll ever call sir
I'd like to think that I'm diverse, I'll do both
changing
Yeah, he does that a lot doesn't he? Umm, oh, I'm David Bowie. I live down the road
Oh!
Sir Percival lets me use his piano when he's not
Baby just don't cry no river
Today I brought my gen 3 out
Cause my gen 5 a lil bigger
I'm publicly him
I ain't no public figure
Mix match Off White
the trumpets band, and
They say they want the drugs to stop
But I'm a major setback when my album drop
I got that wet crack flow out ya mami's pot
I got that
the trumpets band, and
They say they want the drugs to stop
But I'm a major setback when my album drop
I got that wet crack flow out ya mami's pot
I got that
fans like crack fiends
Until we re-up, and put more Infamous up on the rap scene
Mix the coke rhymes in greases like baking soda
Albums of G-packs
Say you got my back
I got yours
Pay attention they won't hesitate to catch you by the door like
Veni veni vidi vici
Heard they wanna bleed me
But it
Who me be? M-i-x L-O-T, man
Glass ceiling that's the drugs we doin'
Ain't no limits here baby, here it come
Do you remember me?
The black seed with
boss, contraband, let me toss this
Needy hookers got a lot of nerve
Let my bucket swerve, I'm takin' off from the curb
The nervousness neglect make me
boss, contraband, let me toss this
Needy hookers got a lot of nerve
Let my bucket swerve, I'm takin' off from the curb
The nervousness neglect make me
mine like young blue, but I deserve what I got
I did
So I tried my best to fall back and not to sweat you
Now I know I might be saying a lot, but I'd
I touch down in Heathrow, I got the jet lag
Hop on a train, head straight to Paris
Need to get back
I need that Porsche, yes sir Dior need to go get
Remix, remix
G-mix, G-mix
C-mix, yeah
Lord, I'm just tryna prosper
Having problems right now
And they can't be figured out
By no doctor
Got me then,
thumbing blues
I don't do relationships
'Cause what's the benefits
I'll hit a bitch from the back then get rid of it
Spend a lot of cash, make it back like
I'm back in the mix
Haha Get my money Up, Gotta get my money up
Nixxas be thinkin It's funny I can't be fuckin around wit none of Ya
Broke Nixxas
punk ass, nigga, better than I can tell ya
Signin' checks that your punk ass can't cash
Got your album cover full of punks wearin' ski masks
Who ain't
Right
Uhhhh
Let's do this, one time baby
Uhhh
Yea-yea
Yah, yo
Whattup ma, the name H doe, I'm into pesos
V.I.P. and champagne by the caseloads
I'm winnin', I got visions (Ah)
2021, got the whole game spinnin' (Ah, ah)
Came right back with a flow so dizzy (Woah)
My bro Chris said sing on pitch
a chop then get back to the block
I threw a brick then got back to the block
If you understand then you know this a bop
I lost my mind in 09 I was young
turn the car off
Quick hit from the back then I skrt off the lot (skrt)
I ain't no chef but, Boyareed’s lil’ niggas stupid
Fallin’ in love like they got
own man nah I don't need a teacher
Got a lot of flavors but I swear it gets sweeter
Got a lot layers peel back like chiquita
I still mix a little bit
Told my girl to order in, I need the kitchen (need the kitchen)
Yeah, they know I got the hook-up, they just wait on me to cook up
Baby, I heat up
hard like cialis
Don't love that bitch, I fucked that ho
She pop x I smoke o's tic-tac-toe
And I stink cause I got alot of shit on my mind
They say
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