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stain - infinity888 lyrics

[intro * infinity888]
yuh, aye, heard these p*ssy n*ggas talkin’ crazy
huh, red in my cup, mix in some syrup, huh yeah
aye, huh, b*tch, hey, huh

[verse 1 * infinity888]
heard his b*tch ass talking, uh
these n*ggas recording in the morning, uh
“they actin’ a fool” uh, “bad vibes, grab a tool” uh
“b*tches act like snitches, don’t believe me got the proof” uh
cut throat, cut throat, f*cking on a dumb hoe
that lil b*tch my sl*t hoe, i get chills when she swallow
my gun aimed at n*ggas tryna rob me, i got the hollows
red cup, wipe his nose, put him under, ten toes
he wrote a expose’ on my shadows, hating on a n*gga tryna show all these wackos

[chorus * infinity888]
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
on my white tee
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
on my white tee

[verse 2 * ko*doomzday]
they tryna incite me, they get a light three
plus, he just got shot in his right knee
i ain’t tryna start lettin’ these
people go dash while i’m catchin’ z’s
zero to last for my enemies
tеars gon’ fly past while i let ’em free
earholеs get packed while i wreck this beat
peerin’ the cast, cops get some leads
stains on my shirt, pain not gon’ hurt
late for some work, shame while berserk
chase for a curse, evade me from worse
i know these leads ain’t never been cool wit’ me
i know these z’s ain’t never caught, two to three
am, sleeping, paid but weepin’, lay and reaping
what i sew, what i owe, what i’m low on
all these chosen codes are when they put the show on (beast!)
[chorus * infinity888]
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
on my white tee
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
on my white tee

[verse 3 * genxjeezy]
i got a .40 caliber ruger for b*tches that like to talk tough on computers
spreadin’ rumors like tumors i’m sick and f*cking tired of dealing with losers
always runnin’ their mouths like they got somethin’ to say thinkin’ it’s o.k
it’s so f*cking g*y the way they betray but they’ll learn me and the 40 don’t play
i’m so sick of betrayal it’s sometimes painful it makes it hard to not be hateful
i’m so faithful i gotta be a little unstable if i expect faithful back does it make me ungrateful?
i invest my effort and time even though i’m past my prime i might even make a rhyme
i go on thinking everything is sublime then get my heart broken it’s a f*cking crime
it’s a bunch of sh*t i’m so f*cking done with it i’m so f*cking sick i could vomit
but i’ll never f*cking quit and that’s legit if i have to pull the trigger you will get hit
i’m f*cking homicidal i’ll put on a f*cking go pro and make your death go viral
it’ll be the final denial of your fight for survival and i’ll slip farther into the downward spiral
at this point i have nothing to f*cking lose and whole f*cking bunch of mental issues
it’s for you to choose and i’ll get the views i just hope you don’t mind making the news
f*ck this sh*t i’m goin’ crazy and i don’t mean maybe i’ve had enough bullsh*t lately
this motherf*ckin’ sh*t got me actin’ shady don’t make me make a baby with your lady
i be snortin’ caine when i wanna ease the pain my motherf*ckin’ aggression is hard to contain
i’m insane and a little vain f*ck with me and i’ll blow out your brain and leave a blood stain
[chorus * infinity888]
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
on my white tee
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
shot my gun at him it left a stain, uh, stain, uh
on my white tee

[verse 3 * infinity888]
put n*ggas out they misery, k!ll em’ all for the mystery
i pop my gun like a cyst, turned a n*gga to a misfit
after work i’ll give my bae a kiss, pop a perc then reminisce
he my nemesis, so dark can’t see in the b*tch
pick up your stick, time to play, understand my language, uh
hit her from the back so hard my kid not gon’ be no orphan, yuh
got her p*ssy wetter than the navy seals, what’s the deal
stash or steal, play him like insta reel
got into a fight, who you think won? huh b*tch?
i shot him in the face, and guess who run? who b*tch?
well i guess you could say i do this for fun, for fun
you could say that i

- infinity888 lyrics

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