Inferno

I'm on inferno
I'm bout to burn up
I got the burner
Fuck what you heard of
Money and murder
Bloody the murder
I'm not the server
But I'm bout to serve em
I'm on inferno
I'm bout to burn up
I got the burner
Fuck what you heard of
Money and murder
Bloody the murder
Son you a Gerber
I'm bout to learn em
This is a bad time
I need a halftime
This is a bad sign

I let the man die slow
I'm on the fast time
Digital dash time
She hit the fast whine
I blow out the backside
Bringing them racks out
This bitch bout to pass out
They bringing the gas out
I'm talking the mad loud
We taking the fast route
You taking the sad route
Yea boy that's a sad sound
We post and they back down
Lil boy I'm a earner
You sleep on a serta
The money deserve it
The club I'ma turn up
You ain't put the work in
So you don't deserve her
Your pockets is hurting
I just bought the Birkin

I'm on inferno
I'm bout to burn up
I got the burner
Fuck what you heard of
Money and murder
Bloody the murder
I'm not the server
But I'm bout to serve em
I'm on inferno
I'm bout to burn up
I got the burner
Fuck what you heard of
Money and murder
Bloody the murder
Son you a Gerber
I'm bout to learn em
This is a bad time
I need a halftime
Neck is on splash time
Atl balling I'm Matt Ryan
Shit that I'm smoking I'm past high
I'm speeding I'm fast five
Keep putting them hands high
Baby just wanna dance just I know
Baby just wanna just ride every time I smash my show
Praying God that I don't crash every time I dash a pothole
When I ride in that Maybach don't go fast I drive slow
Watch the top it drop low
Got em clocking my code
That's called letting it breathe

I'm on inferno
I'm bout to burn up
I got the burner
Fuck what you heard of
Money and murder
Bloody the murder
I'm not the server
But I'm bout to serve em
I'm on inferno
I'm bout to burn up
I got the burner
Fuck what you heard of
Money and murder
Bloody the murder
Son you a Gerber
I'm bout to learn em



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Writer(s): Darien Thompson
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