Inferno lyrics

by

F1LTHY


[Intro]
(Wake Up F1lthy)
Slatty, slatty (Hahaha), slatty
Slatty, slatty, slatty
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
(Let's go)
Huh

[Chorus]
Wipe a n*gga nose (Wipe his nose down), wipe a n*gga down (Yeah)
Way too piped up, I can't even pipe down (Down)
You just f*cked up, we 'bout to gun you down (Slatty!)
I wrap my money up, my hoe came blickied up
Hot like Inferno (Hot), b*tch, I'm on Mars, no Bruno (Okay)
I do not need your kudos, I done f*cked on all your hoes (Yeah)
Got swaggy fly credentials (What?), when I sleep I tuck my pistol (Bleh)
I strike your block without an issue, won't miss, my shooter gon' hit you (Buh, buh)
(V-V-V-VANGUARD)
Everybody psych out (Psych out), we gon' cut the lights out
b*tch, okay, I'm wiped out (Wipe), yeah (Bleh, slatt)
Everybody wanna work with mе (With me), you gotta pick up the speed (The speed)
'Causе I got big pockets to feed, lil' n*ggas can't f*ck with me (Uh-huh)
Run the racks up, I'm way too geeked up
I ride with some apes, who don't give a f*ck (Woah)
Cut an opp down, and it's up and it's stuck
Heard they passin' the dope, they packin' up flush (Yeah)
One for the gang, turn him to a stain
2022, they gon' hear the name
Hardrock, that n*gga hard, with a chain (Let's go)
Hardrock, still gon' run the game (Let's go)
[Verse]
Strapped up, b*tch, I ride with the K
They stay close to hear what I say
Put bullet holes in the wall, where you stay (Phew)
You got swag, whatever you say (Whatever you say)
These lil' cap-ass n*ggas (n*ggas cap)
They ain't got sh*t on a real n*gga
Lil' peon-ass n*ggas (Lil' peon)
Put a n*gga on all them n*ggas (Let's go)

[Chorus]
Wipe a n*gga nose (Wipe his nose down), wipe a n*gga down (Yeah)
Way too piped up, I can't even pipe down (Yeah)
You just f*cked up, we 'bout to gun you down (Slatty!)
I wrap my money up, my hoe came blickied up
Hot like Inferno (Hot), b*tch, I'm on Mars, no Bruno
I do not need your kudos, I done f*cked on all your hoes (Yeah)
Got swaggy fly credentials (What?), when I sleep I tuck my pistol (Bleh)
I strike your block without an issue (Strike), won't miss, my shooter gon' hit you (Buh, buh)
Everybody psych out (Psych out), we gon' cut the lights out
b*tch, okay, I'm wiped out (Wipe), yeah (Bleh, slatt)
Everybody wanna work with me (With me), you gotta pick up the speed (The speed)
'Cause I got big pockets to feed, lil' n*ggas can't f*ck with me (Uh-huh)
Run the racks up, I'm way too geeked up
I ride with some apes, who don't give a f*ck (Woah!)
Cut an opp down, and it's up and it's stuck
Heard they passin' the dope, they packin' up flush
One for the gang, turn him to a stain
2022, they gon' hear the name
Hardrock, that n*gga hard, with a chain
Hardrock, still gon' run the game
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