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twl - inferno lyrics

[intro]
(who+who the fu+)

[chorus]
huh huh huh huh huh
let them burn through h+ll (h+ll)
set ablaze the fire, set fire on the bentley truck (truck)
bribery ain’t sh+t, everybody knows it, cause i’m tired as f+ck (slatt)
drive a daytonna 220 on the road, i don’t give no f+cks (no f+cks)
break the bank for a 10k, i do it for the thrill (f+ck)
cremate my opps alive, yeah, they should feel the burn (burn)
i’m mozart in the flesh, huh, music to my heart
n+ggas get rich off me, they be leeching but they soft like lard

[verse]
i work too hard everyday, to feed and provide for you n+ggas (go get it)
ain’t need no management, huh, i’m a solo artist (i’m an artist)
i make bands every month, n+ggas can’t tell me sh+t (sh+t)
i’m a gangster deep down, i came from the trenches
i made 30 songs this month i’m not spamming it’s dedication (huh)
this song got me floating it’s ethereal, legit ear candy (candy)
i had to cut them off you know these n+ggas were lacking behind (b+tch)
i stay true to myself, i’m authentic i’m my own n+gga

i drink water at parties guy still melting in his crib (his crib)
i work hard for money and clout, i break my bonds and sh+t
i sip promethazine when i’m below zero, i need that sh+t to survive
i break promises to keep another, think i’m selfless? nah i’m dying inside
i break sh+t when it gets out of hand, i keep chrome heart straps for my dad
i shoot my shot for the zeros
i grab my dealers for adidas
i bring my diamonds in, but ain’t no n+ggas know nothing about them (huh)
i’m with broke ass n+ggas they leeching+
(i’m with broke ass n+ggas they leech+)
i produced this sh+t, wrote this sh+t, created wit’ my hand for this sh+t
broke bank with this sh+t, go viral with this sh+t, earn clout wit’ this sh+t
finna make bread with this sh+t, adderall, buy drugs with this sh+t
f+ck that 6ix9ine sh+t, break my f+cking b+tch, 8+tec this sh+t (give it up)
i feel like i have lost it, feel like now, i’m now below zero
crop tops i’m feeling like a kilo, dropped bands down a spiro
i came from the bottom, yeah, chrome hearts tops, my room got clogged
if you a hater imma beat your ass as soon as i climb out the coffin

- twl lyrics

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