"Inferno 2" lyrics

"Inferno 2"

Waterr, waterr (Ayo, run it up, Rami)
Yeah, ayy, ayy
(I'm smokin' straight out the pack)
Waterr

Ayy, I'ma Spaniel how I cock her
They say, "Kosher off his rocker"
Chopper come with double D's, damn, those some big old knockers
Real gold, them boys copper
Rap police, that boy a copper
Stalkin' me, I'm stalkin' stalkers
Set it off like what a shocker
She say, "Dreidel, you a jerk"
I'm booted up, but not from Percs
And I don't even like to flirt
Opp hoes, I made them squirt
They did me bad, I did 'em worse
Fuck the opps, they all disperse
And we ain't beefin', y'all was crabbin', turn them boys to surf and turf

Punchlines, but I'll spin, barspin, Dave Mirra
Opps shakin' in they boots, Blake Shelton and Shakira
Had to switch it up, I'm lookin' at the man inside the mirror
Just in Crocs, but Wok gon' timber by the lake like he my mirror
That's my Jew, that's my G
LLJ and LLC
[?] up in them muddy waters, jit, don't go dippin' feet
I'm punchin' in on 95, I can't be drivin' with my knee
God be sending signs, I keep an eye out, makin' sure I see
Ayy, you goin' up, they keep in touch
But they ain't know you from a can of paint, but still pick up the brush
And they ain't grow up with me, why they talkin' like they know what's up?
I pistol whipped his ass, the silencer a wooly mammoth tusk
I remember doing pole jams, now I keep a pole, I hope it don't jam, they know me all in Juliette
I'm hangin' outside your garden like a motherfuckin' gnome, this ain't a romance, that Gnomeo and Juliet
(Aye, aye)
And I was riding with a TEC
The Glock came with a large attachment, real files, PDF
My twin died, now I'm a mess, but I'll make sure to finish the rest
So in the name of Jew Shiesty, I'ma put this beat to rest (Water)

Ayy, I'ma Spaniel how I cock her
They say, "Kosher off his rocker"
Chopper come with double D's, damn, those some big old knockers
Real gold, them boys copper
Rap police, that boy a copper
Stalkin' me, I'm stalkin' stalkers
Set it off like what a shocker
She say, "Dreidel, you a jerk"
I'm booted up, but not from Percs
And I don't even like to flirt
Opp hoes, I made them squirt
They did me bad, I did 'em worse
Fuck the opps, they all disperse
And we ain't beefin', y'all was crabbin', turn them boys to surf and turf


Writer(s): Composer Unknown, Benjamin Shimon Landy-pavlon
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