Midwxst - Infantry lyrics
[Midwxst - Infantry lyrics]
Go, go, go, go go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go (yeah) , go (yeah) , go, go
Go (yeah) , go (yeah) , go, go
Go (yeah) , go (yeah, Raf, Raf, Raf)
I'm gon' let it off let my brodie know
You know we really ready to pop
Still outside with all my homies
Posted with my squad
I said I would go up, and that shit happened
That's on God my brodie set it up to me
And he gon' pass the lob
I been on my own shit, bitch
You can't talk to me
Know my gang ride 'round town with
Them sticks like the infantry
We hit that boy two times in the chest, yeah
That's a sight to see
Know my shooter shootin', he don't miss
That boy an MVP
They wanna copy the shit that I do
Smoking that gas, bitch
I'm smoking that glue
Ride around town in that big Bentley coupe
That nigga cappin', not tellin' thе truth
Run up on me, and my bro finna blatt
Run up on me, and my bro finna shoot
Grill in my mouth, know it stay on the tooth
Taking that W, I nеver lose
Nineteen, got my own crib
You can't say the same
Nineteen, still the same person
I could never change
Nineteen, and I ain't even peak, but, bitch
I got that fame
Nineteen, but bitches everywhere
They screaming out my name
Back in action, that's when I'm gon' get it
My bro got too many sticks
They think it's armageddon
Pull up to the function, in that party
We get let in know I'm going up
The direction that I'm headin'
I'm gon' let it off let my brodie know
You know we really ready to pop
Still outside with all my homies
Posted with my squad
I said I would go up, and that shit happened
That's on God my brodie set it up to me and
I'm gon' let it off let my brodie know
You know we really ready to pop
Still outside with all my homies
Posted with my squad
I said I would go up, and that shit happened
That's on God my brodie set it up to me
And he gon' pass the lob
Go (yeah) , go (yeah) , go, go
Go (yeah) , go (yeah) , go, go
Go (yeah) , go (yeah, Raf, Raf, Raf)
I'm gon' let it off let my brodie know
You know we really ready to pop
Still outside with all my homies
Posted with my squad
I said I would go up, and that shit happened
That's on God my brodie set it up to me
And he gon' pass the lob
I been on my own shit, bitch
You can't talk to me
Know my gang ride 'round town with
Them sticks like the infantry
We hit that boy two times in the chest, yeah
That's a sight to see
Know my shooter shootin', he don't miss
That boy an MVP
They wanna copy the shit that I do
Smoking that gas, bitch
I'm smoking that glue
Ride around town in that big Bentley coupe
That nigga cappin', not tellin' thе truth
Run up on me, and my bro finna blatt
Run up on me, and my bro finna shoot
Grill in my mouth, know it stay on the tooth
Taking that W, I nеver lose
Nineteen, got my own crib
You can't say the same
Nineteen, still the same person
I could never change
Nineteen, and I ain't even peak, but, bitch
I got that fame
Nineteen, but bitches everywhere
They screaming out my name
Back in action, that's when I'm gon' get it
My bro got too many sticks
They think it's armageddon
Pull up to the function, in that party
We get let in know I'm going up
The direction that I'm headin'
I'm gon' let it off let my brodie know
You know we really ready to pop
Still outside with all my homies
Posted with my squad
I said I would go up, and that shit happened
That's on God my brodie set it up to me and
I'm gon' let it off let my brodie know
You know we really ready to pop
Still outside with all my homies
Posted with my squad
I said I would go up, and that shit happened
That's on God my brodie set it up to me
And he gon' pass the lob