Infamous

Let me tell you how I come through bitch
Kick in the door with the one, two bitch
See how I run through bitch
That ain't my squad so I really don't give two shits
Fucking with the king now bitch
Steal everything now bitch
Taking off your whole outfit
With a whole mouthful
Off my long black dick
Going down your throat till you end up sick
I'm the king of flow, if you didn't even know
With a fuck up past, but I hit high notes
And I'm not that trash, I'm the best on the coast
If you can't see me, go get a passport
Or you can drive, and see me live
To my thing, and don't tell why
And we might hang, but if you lost on my credit then you will die
Propose, to expose
All these young niggas with an XO
On they faces, call em X moe
Shout out X though, you can exit
Off my X flow, with a next hoe
While I transit, all my sex over
To my penthouse, in my sex cove
While my bitches giving me the XOs
Lanvo, king of flow, I can turn it up some more
I can switch up different feats, and I can fuck many hoes
Personally, cut it up, chop it down and rap some more
Ask Rashied, I'm just making bread
Spitting on the beat and getting all the smoke like

Niggas don't want none right here
Bullet to the gun up right here
Niggas got a ton up right here
Cool Stunner
Say this shit fun up right here
Niggas better run up right here
No I ain't the one up right here
Niggas don't want that smoke
Ay Niggas don't want none
Niggas don't want that smoke
Ay Niggas don't want none
Niggas don't want that smoke
Boy you better say something
Matter of fact say nothing
I'm the one with crown, so you better sit down
And the cats in the bag so you better be perfect

When I say that I'm the king
I say I'm the realest thing
I can never talk about it, if the critics overthink
I can't be the jealous type if someone soul is over me
I can only pray to god to pray to overcome, everything
Every charge, every card
Every lyric, every bar
Every cop, every critic
Every song, every star
Allah, call to me Akbar
Damn I feel I'm the fucking greatest like that man K Lamar
But my idol is above
And I really wanna shove
All these hatters out my face
Just because I got a buzz, Any who
Ten toes down with the tennis shoes
Teenagers in bipolar places got more anger then the weather do
Don't compare me up to that sane
Niggas fooling in the rap game
Got six colors with the nine tats
Fool can meet me in the fast lane
Nah dawg, that's a trash name
I'm the realest in the rap game
And I said it on my last shit, now lost lads thinking it's my last name
Don't compare me to nobody else
I don't do this for a hobby or clout or wealth
This is my only possible thing I got from help
And I won't copy nobody style but myself
When I'm coming through
You know about to fire, you know I'm about to shoot
I might never retire, maybe that's what I do
I'm just that type of sentimental nigga
Who puts thoughts into the paper
Stab with a pencil, right into your temple, hoping to erase you
That's goes for all of my mafuckin' haters
And I got a nice watch, go tic toc
And your bitch said I got a big cock
With a knick knock, patty wack
Fetty Wap, got a flip phone, go flip flop
Like glaucoma, I don't know when the shit stops
Now the gun cock, get one shot
Pick one nigga off one block
Don't slip up like Slip Knot
Cause any mafuckin' know better better know I get they shit rocked

I don't know if I can do this anymore, but fuck it

BIG, GIE, shoutout JID
For the flow and for the heat
I'm going slow really slow
I pray to god to let us pray and let us eat

Niggas don't want none right here
Bullet to the gun up right here
Niggas got a ton up right here
Cool Stunner
Say this shit fun up right here
Niggas better run up right here
No I ain't the one up right here
Niggas don't want that smoke
Ay Niggas don't want none
Niggas don't want that smoke
Ay Niggas don't want none
Niggas don't want that smoke
Boy you better say something
Matter of fact say nothing
I'm the one with crown, so you better sit down
And the cats in the bag so you better be perfect