Infidelity - 6091 (feat. Suppa Mang) Lyrics

You wanna block me like we're playing Tetris
Fruity little f****t you sour like it's citrus
My mistress has begun throwing misfits
You fat bitch start wearing f*cking Fit-Bits
Here's a tidbit f*ck you and your swordfish
Guess what bitch I'll f*ck you in your sore tits
Call me OJ and we'll see if the glove fits
I'm the new flavor of a motherf*cking Tim Bit
I have the proficy raking in the profits
Going to Egypt and I'm hanging all the prophets
Progressively raising the level of testosterone
Best guess play the cello and the f*cking xylophone
You pile of shit, disease flea covered bitch
With some bleach in a ditch and now the store got a discount
Better clean the plate Jeffy D is gonna dish out

Fishing for your mom's pussy in the f*cking sea
Going hard n***a's got the red beam with the scope
Thirty rounds with the scope
F*cking round when I'm taking these tokes
Out this bong that's right get it out the tong
N***a get the ching ching chong out the f*ckin
N***a's chilling with these white boys uh
Tryna get this money and this paper uh (what)
Tryna play with the sunny funny uh
Tryna get this pussy on me like a uh
F*ck round with the lam got the motherf*ckin time
Pull up with the motherf*ckin Ram's and the Chams (bow)
A-what n***a what? Yuh
A-what n***a what
Bitch I'm black and yellow like a bee, yuh
All my ice dripping like the sea, wha
Won't catch me singing like Glee, yuh
In the range drinking iced tea, wha
When I hit these bars It's a victory
My mind set to you is a motherf*cking mystery
When a n***a rap he make f*cking history
Watch out cuz Imma make you catch an injury
(Oh that shit cold n***a!)