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Infinte
Hip-Hop/Rap
Infinte was released on January 31, 2025 by Dooby Gang as a part of the album Infinte - Single
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Release DateJanuary 31, 2025
LabelDooby Gang
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jamel Henderson
Jamel Henderson
Background Vocals
jalen moncion
jalen moncion
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamel Henderson
Jamel Henderson
Songwriter
jalen moncion
jalen moncion
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jamel Henderson
Jamel Henderson
Engineer

Lyrics

I'm not leaving, neither am I, yeah, we ain't ending till infinity
Shawty can't let me go, no, she know I'm so dope
She gon' do the most, if she catch me with these hoes
Gotta stay on point, I got gas for the low
All I do is smoke, fuck work, get to the dough
Back to the bank like I need more, keep them coming by the boat, yeah
I got what you want, yeah, she know I got that dope
She know I want that throat, back strokes, deep strokes
She hope that I can float, Michael Jackson thriller
Beat it while I eat her soul, she don't need a filler
She be acting like she glow, ride this dick like a pro
Speed it up fast than she go slow, hope I don't crash at the end of the road
All these curves got me like whoa, all that ass got me on go, go, go
She so bad, can't let her go, she match this swag, I got that's goals
Always gotta keep her close, she like the way that I roll
Like the way she twerk on the pole, stay down not the type that'll fold
Cute face with a heart full of gold, gold, gold, gold, gold
Shawty can't let me go, no, she know I'm so dope
She gon' do the most, if she catch me with these hoes
Gotta stay on point, I got gas for the low
All I do is smoke, fuck work, get to the dough
Celebrate when a check come, celebrate when a bag touch
Bad bitch, latest fashion, ass up, ass up
Have to break a few past us, I'm talking drugs for you bastards
Make a bitch get flustered, cute shit, honey mustard
Cookies got me fading off, ain't stop me from getting a cup out the cupboard
Putting this work in low key, got me thinking like will they ever really love us
Breaking down buds, got the nubs on my fingers, looking like peach fuzz
Wanted this all my life, my soul felt this since the shit begun
Pushing towards something more, stopped carrying burdens, I was sore
Needed them racks, came in galore, on the other side, don't know what's in store
So I cop a bottle and just sip and pour, blue dreaming, can't smoke and snore
Stay true and it'll open doors
Shawty can't let me go, no, she know I'm so dope
She gon' do the most, if she catch me with these hoes
Gotta stay on point, I got gas for the low
All I do is smoke, fuck work, get to the dough
All I do is smoke, fuck work, get to the dough
Written by: Jamel Henderson, jalen moncion
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