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letra de infrared - go yayo

[chorus]
perc, addy, drank, good red
dope, racks, stacks, like [?]
draco came wit’ an infrared
playin’ with the gang i’ll wet his head
bang, bang, bang, i shoot him dead
gang, gang, gang, hood fame, n-gg-, f-ck the feds
perc, addy, drank, good red
dope, racks, stacks, like [?]
draco came wit’ an infrared
playin’ with the gang i’ll wet his head
bang, bang, bang, i shoot him dead
gang, gang, gang, hood fame, n-gg-, f-ck the feds

[verse 1]
f-ck wit’ the boy that’s your neck
money, power, b-tch i been had respect
drop off the work i pick up and collect
f-ck yo’ plug, b-tch i can front yo’ connect
i got a migo in austin, his prices is awesome
he front me that work but it callin’
he hit me i act like i lost it
f-ck around, go back and get the f-ck n-gg- who bought it
b-tch i’m a scandal, i’m grimin’, i’m shiesty
i don’t give a f-ck bout no n-gg-
f-ck on yo’ b-tch and i nut on yo’ pillow
i punch her and drill her she tell me you too sentimental
you want yo’ hoe back then come get her
you cuffin’ that b-tch and i’m only in love with her dental
she give me her brain, her mental
that b-tch super fine but no she not mine, she a rental
f-ck n-gg- play i’ma skin him
i got that choppa you know i rock out with the tool out
ran up that check, me and jewop
hood fame the mafia, we don’t play games b-tch we shoot out
b-tch we in this beef, we don’t stop
wet up yo’ block, pop out hop out and we shoot off
running from 12, we don’t do cops
break off the coupe, too much [?] like my roof

[verse 2]
fill up for a week i’m on addy, og like my daddy
pop up in big bentley no caddy
big [?] who want static, ak automatic
we trap from the four down to haiti
b-tch i’m in the hood like an engine
og got no midget, b-tch i got them birds like a pigeon
been servin’ since juvie detention
they talk about dope in the city, i’m the n-gg- they missin’
i’m f-ckin’ that b-tch and you kissed her
she suckin’ my d-ck and you claiming that b-tch is yo’ missus
trap out her house, no permission
she tell me to quit, but we pay that b-tch no attention
cook up the dope, i remix it
yo’ son on the floor, we wake him up make him do the dishes
ain’t payin’ no rent, b-tch i just want yo’ kitchen
f-ck out my face, you get d-ck when i’m finished
they say i’m too selfish
too much, i’m too extra
yayo, you disrespectful
give a d-mn b-tch i can’t have you
go dumb can’t help you
slide a n-gg- -ss like a debit
p-ssy n-gg- better have a weapon
balenciaga, better watch where you steppin’
hood fame the gang, b-tch you know what i’m reppin’

[outro]
perc, addy, drank, good red
dope, racks, stacks, like [?]
perc, addy, drank, good red
dope, racks, stacks, like [?]

- go yayo

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