Inferno

Lyrics

[Chorus] 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 [Verse] Hell no, bitch, I was 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 a pink slip, this not rented 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 [Chorus] 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