lirik lagu o. hype - infamous
[introduction]
throwing up the gang gang, we done been on fuego
while ya’ll been on snapchat throwing up the rainbow
you ain’t worth that money, i could spend it better
copped the audi, murdered with the scent of leather
down to ride, can even take it further
loud rolled up, taking hits like tina turner
gang i could trust as accessories to murder
these days it only takes, accessories to murder
[verse]
fifty thou thats money i done been made
i ain’t got no time since the rollie’s wit’ the big face
skinny model doing lines off your mixtape
baggies with the rocks at the bottom like a fish tank
hard to let ‘em know, ‘cos i ain’t gettin’ into it
can’t have the fame? f-ck ‘em i’ll be infamous
never showing interest, unless it comes with interest
ya’ll couldn’t be special as a paralysed olympian
talking commas, something we should talk ‘bout
get to f-ckin’ wit’ me, i ain’t looking for ya’ll now
five deep pulling up besides your daughters house
problems got me ocd, i got to sort ‘em out
cocaine, amphetamines, h bags & ketamine
codeine promethazine mushrooms & ecstasy
md or sedatives, i can get you anything
universal charger i got the plug for everything
[hook]
thirty on the wrist, aye
eighty for the whip, aye
hit another lick, aye
flickin’ wit’ the wrist, aye
[verse]
welcome to the neighbourhood, baby grip that purse tight
robberies in broad day not only if they work nights
claim you on top, i’m watching from a birds eye
people on your d-ck, you didn’t f-ck ‘em right the first time
won’t let me in the club, the f-ck could they be thinkin’
bouncer said to move along or get up on the list then
still won’t let me in there, i’mma have to swing then
f-ck a v.i.p, i’ll put ya’ll on sonny liston
i made big plans, ya’ll got big dreams
on the road to success. ya’ll bugs on the windscreen
money is disposable, i’m showing ya’ll what lit means
twenty twenty vision, like chris paul in ’16
custom tailored, bet you’d love to suit yourself
tie’s to match the gucci belts
left right by the loui shelf
can’t complain i’m doing well
so they complain i’m doing well
like models up on instagram y’all should go & shoot yourselves
[hook]
thirty on the wrist, aye
eighty for the whip, aye
hit another lick, aye
flickin’ wit’ the wrist, aye
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