Infamous (Lambo Binky)

Itz something about dat cash when it touch my hands I feel so intimate I feel so infamous I feel like binky up in this bitch It ain’t bout money ya ain’t It talking bout shit one chain but it cost a brick Niggaz think imma walking lick my money real long and I’m confident Itz something about dat cash when it touch my hands I feel so intimate I feel so infamous I feel like binky up in this bitch It ain’t about money ya ain’t talking bout shit one chain but it cost a brick Niggaz think imma walking lick my money real long and I’m confident Who that nigga said something bout me they all said something bout me But one thing bout me nigga money don’t sleep they judging me while I’m counting up cheese They pocket watching they know I’m the trending topic these niggaz be pillow talking Had to change the optics parking lot got different options got racks in all these pockets Most of these niggaz datz talking down on me really ain’t got shit Hit the block in dat lam niggaz mad at me know they can’t cop this I swear I ain’t done just watch this money real long yea stretch like ostrich I passed da test of real nigga diagnostics plotting on me nigga go boom Bostic Running up running up running Up running up cake I’m so passionate I ran up a milli on accident still don’t play no games but not Kaepernic TF is u saying nigga ain’t poppin on shit old dog breaking new tricks Wit da baddest bitch she know I’m having it countin cabbage what my habit is Itz something about dat cash when it touch my hands I feel so intimate I feel so infamous I feel like binky up in this bitch It ain’t bout money ya ain’t It talking bout shit one chain but it cost a brick Niggaz think imma walking lick my money real long and I’m confident Itz something about dat cash when it touch my hands I feel so intimate I feel so infamous I feel like binky up in this bitch It ain’t about money ya ain’t talking bout shit one chain but it cost a brick Niggaz think imma walking lick my money real long and I’m confident Lifelike dice my heart stay cold like ice these lil nigga proto types just a bunch of mice They know my hustle nice in the center of photo lights Every morning get on my knees and pray do this shit for big Dre How the lord take somebody so prominent in east austin I’m dominant Top conglomerate the money stacked up but I keep piling it They hate to acknowledge it I’m the inspiration to all of them honestly The money keep calling me made so much of it could build me a colony The grind is inside of me got it out the mud I feel like a pottery