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bansky - infinity pools lyrics

[verse 1]
how you lay low when you so popular
it’s easy when you know these jack boys is watching ya’
i ain’t immune to it, it’s easy to slip
so i rub my soles with my hands make sure they squeaking and sh-t
that’s just the cost of having sh-t that n-ggas want
you get the crown and found out it ain’t exactly what you thought
but i’m used to this, n-ggas envy me since envus
we the champions n-ggas just wan contend with us
fine line between the trophy and contending
you add a couple commas and these hoes be here pretending
she think my c-m is her new come up, b-tch please
so many outfits that my momma think i flip kis
well momma you not all the way wrong
i gave you my last sh-t you heard all of these songs
this that pure sh-t that raw sh-t, frank lucas in the coffins
this that rub it on your gums numb your whole f-cking jaw sh-t

[hook]
yeah, and we getting this loot
and if i’m out here getting money then you getting it too
’til we all got back yards with infinity pools
and so many f-cking chains on i pity the fool
f-ck these hoes man we getting this loot
and if i’m out here getting money then you getting it too
’til we all got back yards with infinity pools
and so many f-cking chains on i pity the fool

[verse 2]
money on my mind money money on my mental
money on my eyes money money on my dental
f-ck pennies for these thoughts i need hundreds for these
n-ggas mad im everything they wanted to be
materialistic, but f-ck it i got needs my n-gga
i got a son and two daughters i gotta feed my n-gga
i got a team that’s trying to eat on everything my n-gga
and i’ll starve to make sure they get to feast my n-gga
plus little easy like my nephew now
he lost an uncle gained another i’m in faness’ shoes now
i lost a sister gained a brother easy in them shoes now
it’s that simple when your n-ggas real and won’t let you down
and that’s why money is so important
‘cuz i got all these nephews and nieces that need jordans
a team full of my brothers and all of em need porches
and balconies that overlook the water in the fortress

[verse 3]
i’m still a motherf-cking valley hi school viking, cuban links and spiked drinks
sprite pink with my side piece and someone’s wifey
one brown one yellow they on their spike lee
one up one down i’m on my nightly
i’m clubber lang with these f-cking chains
your sh-t is fake and it don’t f-cking hang
it’s clear as day we not the f-cking same
you n-ggas lame and i’m a f-cking king
i’m back on my ignant you b-tches
crossed so many things off my wish list, i’m trippin
type to introduce my mistress to my misses
type to take all my ‘scriptions and mix it
i’m dropping xanny bars in candy barre
and we need chrome under candy cars
you know us hood n-ggas can’t evolve
i need wood grain inside some sh-t that could have been my granny car
the wood wheel so i can steer that sh-t
and the beat with so much b-ss that you can’t hear that sh-t
and that alarm that be tripping can’t go near that sh-t
you probably nodded took a drink and was like “yeah that’s it”

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