Erick Arc Elliott - Inf Beams lyrics

Published

0 107 0

Erick Arc Elliott - Inf Beams lyrics

[Verse 1: Meechy Darko] Money can't buy happiness, dummy, it is happiness Trap house, got work in them kitchen cabinets Weed and them tablets, codeine and aspirin Basking in the ambience while I'm on the Ambien Klonopins, gold mouth Meechy, million dollar grin Mescaline, psychedelic, failing with the sentencing For beating up the beat, and his tongue be his weaponry Good aim, I'll blow a n***a brain, J.F. Kennedy Mind frame on the damn backseat of his Bentley I'm hard to tame, that's why I'm in leopard print everything You ain't 'bout that life, so it's best you never try, dawg I ain't scared of d**h, that's cause I already died, dawg Blood still wet, cut the check and count them pies, dawg Motherf** the Feds, dirty money we divide, dawg Blood still wet, cut the check and count them pies, dawg Freaky b**h with me, man - she'll probably lick my eyeballs [Hook] Inf beams - you know, guns with the lazers Couldn't afford a silencer, so we use a potato Inf beams - you know, guns with the lazers Couldn't afford a silencer, so we use a potato Inf beams - you know, guns with the lazers Couldn't afford a silencer, so we use a potato Inf beams - you know, guns with the lazers Couldn't afford a silencer, so we use a potato [Verse 2: Zombie Juice] Smoking GDP, mixed with some Chocolope Hash in the bowl, that super-duper stinky flow Juicy be the name, gettin' brain, that's a zombie fault Flatbush n***a, walking dead, that's a k**er flow Smith & Wesson, catching wreck in your confession Want the safe, and the stash, and the ma'f**ing weapons Too much Hen, now Juice is going in Off tops, f** cops, we hot, you not, that's why they honoring I've only been around for a second, but I'm k**ing it No rest for the wicked, n***as stay lifted, high-cla** livin' Put the biscuit straight to your b**h lips She gone kiss it, I am pimping My .44's my bulldog - my dog shoots n***as' ears off My full mask and my AK - tear a n***a out his Chevrolet My terrier's my .22, just for the litle-a** b**h in you Two shots for my n***as on the block Said he feelin' myself, and I ain't gotta see 'em hot Outlaw, bumping 2Pac, outlaw, bumping 2Pac [Outro] I am the one to follow, I am the role model All my tips is hollow, all my clips extended All my whips is polished, all my teeth is gold All my b**hes models All in all I'm all for the onslaught of all of y'all So all aboard everyone Awful that I must perform a Holocaust And offer off the souls of those to get a simple point across A cross cannot deport ya from the torture or this scorcher You will not refuse this offer Sign the dotted line with blood, you will not refuse this offer Sign the dotted line with blood, you will not refuse this offer