Infinite Freestyle
[Verse 1]
Yeah, she wanna taste the chopper, put it to your mouth (Ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
(We gon' be ok)
Hold this bitch we gon' need some pressure, 'cause this shit going South
But she like 2020 Lakers, we pull up then we out
Why my pockets looking lumpy? Like "Ew, bitch get around"
Mash that ho then get in stomping, boy, we gon' take you down
Like that nigga called his posse, we take they ass all out
But now for dinner, they ass hungry, them broke-ass boys, they starving
They probably 'round me, don't know how it be, then get a faceful of this Glocky (Way)
I would let your bitch top me, she don't even care if you (Ahh)
Can't take too much, I'm wilding, I tried out then I'm false-y
They tryna press on me, well, he ballsy
Hop out chopper, and he calling
Wanted my diamonds all white, they gnarly
Promise the K gon' stop a nigga heartbeat
Run up on Zay way, know that that's costly
Better be a joke, yeah, you better be joshing, yeah
[Bridge]
For real, we had to clutch on that nigga
These niggas don't know whenever you talk about shit like that (Rrrr)
I feel like some things I just gotta keep to myself
[Verse 2]
I would say he a dead man to his face, I don't fear him
I could come in paranoid, full wit' a tank, sound like I'm Iron Man
I don't really care if it's shake as long as it's fire, I'm still burning it
I could really blow you away, he just pop, got my eyes on it
I don't really wanna pop that but I got a Glock, ammo loaded
Bro song sound so bad, he gotta go back and he gotta re-record it
My shit look like alien, got it from Louie V in Portland
Glock to your neck, lil' nigga, caught him walking up my doorstep
Left your ho, she a poor crap, just look at yourself, you too lame
All these niggas so fake, they two-faced
Turn to turtle shell like Oogway
If I ball on these niggas like Kobe, yeah, yeah
I could stack my money like Giannis, yeah, yeah
I want bucks, want that with no added, yeah
Never forgive me with timing
I need every minute wit'cha
Because it is so exciting (Ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
I could tell she love the feeling (We gon' be ok)
And the car be so designer
Treat you like it's no one finer
We the hottest like the sauna
I just handled all my problems, yeah
You want some, then come and solve 'em