Song parody of
Infrared Beamin'
by Indica Wave
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Take my shot
Load ammo
Infrared beamin'
With the camo
Baby get a grip
But can't handle me
Wanna get your hands on me
Everybody want a piece of the pie
Cream of the crop
Me on the top
They tryna stop
But I never flop
Watch me flip
Flip
Flip
Flip
Out on a bitch tryna argue and shit
Don't got no time for your problems lil bitch
Race against time
So I hopped in the whip
Skurt off no tints
So that you see the fit
Blowin down trees on the freeway
Every day feel like my b-day
Don't care what he say or she say
He say
She say
It ain't boasting
I believe in alignment
Symmetry
Devine timings all I need
(Runnin' low on patience)
Stay ready
In case they test me
Come and get me
(Situations)
Keep arising
And those in disguises
Keep on lying
Tryna hypnotize em
World is yours
The way that you design it
YOU design it
Coal to diamonds
Lose your mind and then hope to find it
I've been climbing
Outta my
Outta my
Mental frame
Can't no petty shit ruin my day
Yeah, yeah
Take my shot
load ammo
Infrared beamin'
With the camo
Baby get a grip
But can't handle me
Wanna get your hands on me
Everybody want a piece of the pie
Cream of the crop
Me on the top
They tryna stop
But I never flop
Watch me flip
Flip
Flip
Flip
Life's been sweeter than Reese's pieces
Cuttin' out snakes
And I'm stepping on leeches
Put me in coach
No more sitting on the bleachers
Bleachers
Yeah
I'll fuck up the game
Like my one, two step
No crease on my forces
With my foot on they neck
Just wait till I'm good
I'm as good as the get
I'll have the last laugh
Get that shit off my chest
Ya'll so redundant
And I'm so becoming
Blessing coming in and I am so abundant
They tried to knock my hustle
Now my soul's becoming
Harder to reach like a burner cell
Ever fucked me over you just burned yourself
You can go to hell
You can go to hell
You can go to hell
Take my shot
load ammo
Infrared beamin'
With the camo
Baby get a grip
But can't handle me
Wanna get your hands on me
Everybody want a piece of the pie
Cream of the crop
Me on the top
Me on the top
Take my shot
Load ammo
Infrared beamin'
With the camo
Baby get a grip
But can't handle me
Wanna get your hands on me
Everybody want a piece of the pie
Cream of the crop
Me on the top
They tryna stop
But I never flop
Watch me flip
Flip
Flip
Flip
Out on a bitch tryna argue and shit
Don't got no time for your problems lil bitch
Race against time
So I hopped in the whip
Skurt off no tints
So that you see the fit
Blowin down trees on the freeway
Every day feel like my b-day
Don't care what he say or she say
He say
She say
It ain't boasting
I believe in alignment
Symmetry
Devine timings all I need
(Runnin' low on patience)
Stay ready
In case they test me
Come and get me
(Situations)
Keep arising
And those in disguises
Keep on lying
Tryna hypnotize em
World is yours
The way that you design it
YOU design it
Coal to diamonds
Lose your mind and then hope to find it
I've been climbing
Outta my
Outta my
Mental frame
Can't no petty shit ruin my day
Yeah, yeah
Take my shot
load ammo
Infrared beamin'
With the camo
Baby get a grip
But can't handle me
Wanna get your hands on me
Everybody want a piece of the pie
Cream of the crop
Me on the top
They tryna stop
But I never flop
Watch me flip
Flip
Flip
Flip
Life's been sweeter than Reese's pieces
Cuttin' out snakes
And I'm stepping on leeches
Put me in coach
No more sitting on the bleachers
Bleachers
Yeah
I'll fuck up the game
Like my one, two step
No crease on my forces
With my foot on they neck
Just wait till I'm good
I'm as good as the get
I'll have the last laugh
Get that shit off my chest
Ya'll so redundant
And I'm so becoming
Blessing coming in and I am so abundant
They tried to knock my hustle
Now my soul's becoming
Harder to reach like a burner cell
Ever fucked me over you just burned yourself
You can go to hell
You can go to hell
You can go to hell
Take my shot
load ammo
Infrared beamin'
With the camo
Baby get a grip
But can't handle me
Wanna get your hands on me
Everybody want a piece of the pie
Cream of the crop
Me on the top
Me on the top
