talk money entertainment - infinity lyrics
[intro]
hey!
jay critch hood fave
stupid
loui-louis, you nasty
talk money gang
hey!
[hook]
i’m mixin’ up the designer
f-ckin’ your b-tch, can’t find her
i put the gang in the diamonds
i get it fast like mcdonalds
i’m sippin’ lean for my energy
try and be the boss, you could never be
fake friends, they turn into enemies
i gotta pour up the hennessy
i gotta roll up the jattic
n-ggas mad, but they don’t want no static
steve nash, boy you ballin’ like dragic
new bag, blew it all on my fabric
i need the bentley truck
where you at, on my way to the bucks
she in her feelings, i ain’t givin’ a f-ck
run up on me, boy you tryin’ your luck
[verse 1]
ayy, lotta choppers, n-gga you better duck
and i’m ballin’, wit’ a lotta ice, like i went with the puck
and she callin’, but that b-tch is dumb, said she fallin’ in love
you n-ggas is stallin’, i was gettin’ to it, now i’m countin’ it up
i need a range no infiniti
i seen that little b-tch into me
my money go to infinity
gucci on me, it’s from italy
i mix the gucci with louis v
that money told me that she true to me
i got that money, now she chewin’ me
i got the balmains from the [?] jeans
[hook]
i’m mixin’ up the designer
f-ckin’ your b-tch, can’t find her
i put the gang in the diamonds
i get it fast like mcdonalds
i’m sippin’ lean for my energy
try and be the boss, you could never be
fake friends, they turn into enemies
i gotta pour up the hennessy
i gotta roll up the jattic
n-ggas mad, but they don’t want no static
steve nash, boy you ballin’ like dragic
new bag, blew it all on my fabric
i need the bentley truck
where you at, on my way to the bucks
she in her feelings, i ain’t givin’ a f-ck
run up on me, boy you tryin’ your luck
[verse 2]
pull up in a ghost
it ain’t funny, broke is a joke
water on me, that chain on me float
she all in my face, she doin’ the most
smoke out the o
if it’s smoke, my n-ggas on go
i hit a jugg, like 3 in a row
i’m in the hood with 730
hood fave, had a good day, b-tch i’m gettin’ the dough
[?], had to switch lanes, now i put on a show
need a new wraith, f-ck an i8, can’t [?] a ho
get some cake, see a new face, n-ggas actin’ like bros
[hook]
i’m mixin’ up the designer
f-ckin’ your b-tch, can’t find her
i put the gang in the diamonds
i get it fast like mcdonalds
i’m sippin’ lean for my energy
try and be the boss, you could never be
fake friends, they turn into enemies
i gotta pour up the hennessy
i gotta roll up the jattic
n-ggas mad, but they don’t want no static
steve nash, boy you ballin’ like dragic
new bag, blew it all on my fabric
i need the bentley truck
where you at, on my way to the bucks
she in her feelings, i ain’t givin’ a f-ck
run up on me, boy you tryin’ your luck
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