Im staying crunk Im plenty drunk I cant be barrin you bitches
Im staying crunk Im plenty drunk I cant be barrin you bitches
These boys aint wild Ill fuck them cowards stick them bitches for riches
My nigga silent night, deadly night
Thats when I start when I start creepin like a hitman
Scope my man then I toss the dynamite
Bitches yall aint got the guns
Bitches yall aint got the funds
Fuckin around with Three to Six Ill make you niggas duck and run
Hoes this aint no game Im playin
Im sayin, Im fed up with you boys
Crunchy catch that trick back on that-ways he still remeber them punks
Straight hoe nigga, flat broke nigga
Make his eyes close I drop you niggas like I drop my hoes
I say we marchin and steppin, plenty weapons we packin
Why you haters be lackin always dissin with rappin
How you bumpin our shit then you turn around an you diss?
You wouldnt want to step we been in this shit you rookie bitch
Let me see who it be..shh pysch boy
I aint sayin your name you know who you are Lil Boy
In my time I saw faces, people of shades and races
People nail me to crosses like Im Jesus you Satan
Im staying crunk Im plenty drunk I cant be barrin you bitches
Im staying crunk Im plenty fucked I cant be barrin you bitches
Im staying crunk Im plenty drunk I cant be barrin you bitches
These boys aint wild Ill fuck them cowards stick them bitches for riches
Now I aint fucked up bout these niggas dissin
Cause a nigga givin these blessings
See you like a dog you fetching, starin at a fuckin weapon
Know your momma taught you better, never try to diss a player
Maybe I can kill you now or stall around and kill you later
Probably I should call the boys
Tell them to bring them toys
We gonna bust them bitches and fold them up like aluminium foil
And keep loadin them guns
Takin em one by one
Throwin up sets and snappin necks until the job is done
Take em on a lyrical holocaust
Infamous is just our mafia boss
Nigga walk around with his head blown off
Call me the wicked ass lord of farce
Nigga one look and get his ass ripped apart
Infamous coke has got no heart
Coming through the hoe aint no motherfuckin boss
Fall to the earth ?
Hoes be froze in a permanent dose
These bitches blow me outta their clothes
Call me the nigga with the dirty nose
That will unload a 44 up to the foes
Aint no playin with you motherfuckin hoes
Lets throw that rope but you hoes dont know
But the infamous know you
So and So and Toe and Toe I take the flow
Im staying crunk Im plenty drunk I cant be barrin you bitches
Im staying crunk Im plenty fucked I cant be barrin you bitches
Im staying crunk Im plenty drunk I cant be barrin you bitches
These boys aint wild Ill fuck them cowards stick them bitches for riches
Ahh... ? dress up on my head see, heard dat?
Ask motherfuckin scared nigga hell yeah
Jumped up out the bed cause no sofa bed bitch ya heard?
? 4 clickas aint going out like no bitch
Aint no ? out this place like that fog up in my face
Aint no rollin like no sissy
Aint no busta bitch, OK?
Grab that gat cocked and handle like they think that Im crazed
So hit in their the face like a third grader on acid
Im staying crunk Im plenty drunk I cant be barrin you bitches
Im staying crunk Im plenty fucked I cant be barrin you bitches
Im staying crunk Im plenty drunk I cant be barrin you bitches
These boys aint wild Ill fuck them cowards stick them bitches for riches
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