Infamous lyrics

[Verse 1]
I was asked to get up on the mic and kill it
Now I have the energy to bomb a village
Sit back and brace for the bars I’m buildin'
Smoke green, I aim for no garbage spillin'
The guy who’s real at me
It’s you, I’m back
I’m just tryna make sure the truth’s in tact
Y’all spread lies when you get in the booth and rap
I could easily reveal you with scraps
You would lose the battle with me easily, homie
Zero, we’ll see you beaten
You shouldn’t speak on some people you can’t beat with ease
How I teach a lesson and I eat a beat
b*tches p*ssed, you clean
You better recognize I’m melting
Too mean, that’s the best in line
You see me bleed? Just take a look at your guy
Seen to leave the scene
Who the next to die?
I don’t give a f*ck what you say, it’s a lie
I stare into the sky while you deny my talent is irrelevant
I’ll hunt you down
Boy, you in my element
Heard yo mixtape, that sh*t was trash
Why you sellin' it?
No flowin' on music, the b*tch just quit
Who’d-a thought I would make it?
b*tch, I got the lick, so you could come taste it
My flow is like your raps, that sh*t is basic
I see you gettin' dizzy, don’t faze it
Yo, momma, I made it
Yo, momma, I made it
I been writin' for a while
I been runnin' wit it
I been runnin' wit' it
It’s gonna take a f*ckin' mile
b*tch, I’m on speed dial, aye
[Interlude]
*Bomb Explodes*

[Verse 2]
Everything I rhyme, on the top of my head
How 'bout I leave this damn beat to rest?
I spaz on the track like I have Tourette’s
Cardiac arrest, the pumps up on my chest
To prove that I’m the best
I’m gettin' bigger by the minute
I think I’m blowin' up next
I don’t brag about sh*t, I write cash on the check
Or rap about the fancy glitter on my neck
Instead, I take the bar and dissect (Hmm)
Every line (Woo!)
I got the bars you can’t define
I bully raps and the punchlines
I don’t sniff, I spit lines
When my di*k make her twitch, her toes throw up gang signs (They do)
Yuh, I hop on the plane
I’m not a virgin like Jane
These rappers mean knowledge
And still, they, rot in their brain
Ideal on the beat, I slice the meat
Cannot defeat, I’m so mental, you can say I’m insane
(Umm, you’re weird, you can say)
My name is Yesify (Huh), better know that
Behind the bars, like Kodak Black, jaw wired
Jaw tired of these flows (b*tches, and money, and clothes)
You got grills, but my teeth so yellow
When I slap that ass, make it jiggle like jello
Every single industry a b*tch, I say, “hello”
Oh right, you a nice ass fellow
Don’t need a label, I’m stayin' solo
Best in the game, I go loco
You motherf*ckers step to me, I’ma gonna get 'em in a chokehold
We the illest alive, we f*ck wit' your mind
Take it back, rewind
We singin' the “f*ck You” anthem
I fly