Inferno
Ri-risk it all, I'll catch a kill
7.62, catch the shells
Exotic pounds, that's the smell
Oh damn, I done broke the scales
Brand-new bitch don't kiss and tell
And we got them sticks as well
Whip the Chevy Chevelle
We got so much sticks for sale now
We cause hell, we raise hell, we in hell now
Yeah, back then you was winnin', but right now you gon' fail
I was only twenty when I signed my deal
Totin' on sticks like I'm still in the field
I don't know, bitch, I'm still in the hills
Walked in my house and I still get the chills
2025, and that nigga broke still
I just get high, get fly, and count bills
Off of that lean, get straight jet lagged
Throw back the bean and the bean hittin' back
Boy, I got a Drac' in a Goyard bag
Better get more mags, boy, I told y'all ass
Walk in the trap and they like, "Welcome back"
Chrome Hearts socks, yeah, because they match
YSL jean jacket on my back
Blitz your quarterback, get that sack
Big-ass house and you live in a shack
Room too big, lost a bitch in the back
Undercover real, leave your shooters in a mag'
I'm with the bloods, yeah, blatt
Wrist cost a fifty piece
Fi-fit cost a seven piece
Da-damn, she keep smellin' me
Nah, I can't speak, got bales on me
Yo-you couldn't hang, gon' tell on me
Put diamonds on my bezel piece
My lil' slime, he got felony
Hop out and we catch two a piece
Yeah, it's just you and me
Ta-take you down, I flex with ease
High speed chase, now the tank on E
I don't need change, got a bank on me
Guap man, packs, I got peso, cheese
Finessin' that bitch, gotta do it with steez
Too much Percs, damn near OD'd
You ain't my gang, you the damn police
Money in my house, I did
Still braggin' 'bout that bitch I hit
Some of my jeans big, some of mine fitted
We got the pink slips, just not ready
He can't see me in that truck, it's tinted
Give me one chance, know I'm gon' risk it
Get my bail, somebody go get it
Good clientele, your clients so fishy
Ri-risk it all, I'll catch a kill
7.62, catch the shells
Exotic pounds, that's the smell
Oh damn, I done broke the scales
Brand-new bitch don't kiss and tell
And we got them sticks as well
Whip the Chevy Chevelle
We got so much sticks for sale now
We cause hell, we raise hell, we in hell now
Yeah, back then you was winnin', but right now you gon' fail
I was only twenty when I signed my deal
Totin' on sticks like I'm still in the field
