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• Artiste: Boldy James
• Titre: Infrared Dot Com
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Where we at with it Ayy, look Back of the Maybach watching Rick and Morty, po'd up in a 60/40 Biggest creature of the cons, long live Slick and Corey Free Lou, still trapping in the zone like a 3/2 Arm and Hammer mixing water whipping like a skidoo 'Za funky as Pepé Le Pew, PU It sucks to be you, one thing I hate is a Mr. Me Too A get you knocked off, no Temu, stay on your A-game Just tryna stay sane like Navy Blue and Pink Siifu The Glock Krazy Glued to my waist'll put 'em down quicker than PDQ Can come and get a sneak preview Uptown with my new switchie in that Q50 Real bloodhound, never been a basset or a beagle Infected with the evils, connected with them peoples Still above ground, now drop down and get your eagle on That's infrared-dot-com, red in my bloodstream Head of a drug ring, I get my Smeagol on Still in the ghetto with my Zs screaming, "Free Ramone" Bust Skyler like a sunflower full of VS stones Off of Gratiot and Van Dyke, I caught the drank from midnight Incoming call, I can't answer this on no speaker phone Get all day for a swipe, watch what you speaking on After money comes the respect then it brung power In broad day get right, jump out just me alone Left him reeking of gunpowder mixed with cheap cologne I eat lightning and slap thunder with them eastsiders Putting niggas in the deep fryer, it's the Heat Miser Spot hot as a grease fire, top side in the Jeep visor Hood full of shot spotters, but, ain't no ceasefire I can't pull over with these, Bruno a three-timer Bricks so pearly never seen a set of teeth whiter It's Game Time, no SEGA, caught two pops at the omega My new trap spot a bodega, my new bitch rocking Bottega Stuck on that block with no neighbors, we fed the whole family Did a quarter ticket on my cricket off the nose candy Told Dani, "I need that gold Lambi" Now the seats in the BM lemon pepper but the Rolls sandy Need that new Royal Oak offshore for the Ross tour Rose Audemars Piguet or Patek, whatever cost more My Digimon a palm pilot, got 'em swan diving Whole pint of the Tris just got wrote a 'script for bronchitis Still in the ghetto with my Zs screaming, "Free Ramone" Bust Skyler like a sunflower full of VS stones Off of Gratiot and Van Dyke, I caught the drank from midnight Incoming call, I can't answer this on no speaker phone Get all day for a swipe, watch what you speaking on After money comes the respect then it brung power In broad day get right, jump out just me alone Left him reeking of gunpowder mixed with cheap cologne