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XXXTENTACION - Infinity (888) (Feat. Joey Badass)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
XXXTENTACION
XXXTENTACION
Performer
Joey Bada$$
Joey Bada$$
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jahseh Onfroy
Jahseh Onfroy
Songwriter
Jo-Vaughn Virginie
Jo-Vaughn Virginie
Composer
Brandon Mychael Jameel Beazer
Brandon Mychael Jameel Beazer
Composer
Joey Bada$$
Joey Bada$$
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
P. Soul
P. Soul
Producer
Robert Soukiasyan
Robert Soukiasyan
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Kevin Peterson
Kevin Peterson
Assistant Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yo, these niggas is wildin' right now Like, these niggas is really wildin' You know what I'm sayin'? Like We ain't playin' with y'all niggas, man, you heard? Sometimes you just gotta catch chlamydia on these niggas, G shit You know what I'm saying? Gonorrhea, all of that shit All of that shit I catch all diseases in the world So the world don't have no more diseases, you feel me? G-shit Yeah, yeah (P.Soul on the track) I'm as real as they come, they feel it, get numb You think you got a little buzz, so now you can't get stung I keep a razor blade tucked on me, under my tongue Don't let me have to tell these niggas about the city I'm from It's Brooklyn, be the home of hardest ever (yeah) Where them niggas don't aim, they just palm Berettas And bomb whatever Say we don't move calmly never This for my niggas trapped in cells like salmonella Look, I could do this shit with no effort No pressure, no gimmick shit, no radio records Just textbook rhyme style with the raw texture Punchlines, right hooks, now that's a trifecta No more free lectures, I'm taxing these niggas extra This the Pro of all Eras, he's back in your sector So, might be best to protect your neck Or profess your debt to the god, he might bless ya Murder these flows like I murder these hoe ass niggas Where the fuck is your energy bro? Make your nigga deep throat a Desert Eagle If he try me like a hoe, pussy boy that's on my soul Make my flow shape shift, cold expression like a facelift At the publix with like eight grips If you talking all that ape shit I'm not talking YMBape shit, but I'm banging on my chest bitch Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Travelin' through the infinity, uh You not that nigga you pretend to be, uh All that bullshit do not get to me, uh I am a spirit and entity, uh You just wanna suck all my energy, uh I am the realest since Kennedy, uh You pussy ass niggas fuckin' suck, you sound the same I spit the pain, that's why the young niggas feel the same They know I bang, I pull a fuckin' pistol out the Range and act insane I spent years at the crib so I don't feel the pain no more I don't feel the pain no more, I gotta get it how I live I don't feel the pain no more, I don't feel the pain no more I spent years at the crib so I don't feel the pain no more I don't feel the pain no more, I gotta get it how I live So I don't feel the pain no more, I don't feel the pain no I spent years at the crib so I don't feel the pain no more So I don't feel the pain no more, I gotta get it how I live I don't feel the pain no more, I don't feel the pain no more I spent years at the crib so I don't feel the pain no more I don't feel the pain no more, I gotta get it how I live So I don't feel the pain no more, I don't feel the pain no more
Writer(s): Jo Virginie, Jahseh Onfroy, James Rowles, Brandon Beazer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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