8 Lyrics

Huh

Infinity is eight, eight, yeah

Eight, eight, yeah

Eight, eight, yeah

Eight, eight, yeah

Eight, eight, yeah

Eight, eight, yeah

Eight, eight, yeah

Eight, eight, yeah

Eight

Bitch it's great

Infinity, you know it's eight

All of niggas get bread

You know we ate

I'm rapping this shit for the real

Not for the tape

You supposed to be keeping it real

But that boy fake

We jumping in ready to kill

Jump out that place

Me and my brothers legit, me and my brothers we lit

Jump out that place

Me and my brothers we hit, me and my brothers we spit

All in your face

All in your face

Your bitch a disgrace

I don't give a fuck

I get what I take

I get what I get

I get what I gain

Shoutout my clique

Aye shoutout my gang

First just let me talk about my guy, dominic sincere, eww

That boy I'll, eww, keep it real

And Baby Bronco got a blue tape

Nigga not no teal

Wish you would, what you hear

Ok like, KJ

Fossil nigga never gonna decay

Ak forty seven, when you hit with one k

And that boy filming it, but when it comes to beats V be killing it

Ok like T, he's still in it

Working and grinding he's getting it

Like Blime, Jackson

All in the D line, we tackling

Loving love freestyle

Rolling up the loud, feat Nate

I'm talking Akira one K

We living that rich life, yeah

Hop in the car with Karl, ok

Stacking the racks to the top, we paid

Them my brother, brothers

Let me shout out little wodie, her name Thugger Thugger

Shout out jerry, he on hyper shit

But he don't stutter, stutter

Shout out Florida boy

He my brother from another mother

We turned that show up

I don't think it can recover, cover

And finally it's me, lil Getti

Ain't no other, other

Infinity it's up, and we stuck, we ain't going under

Infinity is eight, eight, yeah

Eight, eight, yeah

Eight, eight, yeah

Eight, eight, yeah

Eight, eight, yeah

Eight, eight, yeah

Eight, eight, yeah

Eight, eight, yeah

Eight