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Infamous

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Infamous was released on January 23, 2026 by Trippy Music LLC as a part of the album Infamous - EP

Song Details

AlbumInfamous - EP

Release DateJanuary 23, 2026

LabelTrippy Music LLC

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM43

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

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Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

G9ngstab9by

Lyrics

GiAnna Lee

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Michael "Crazy Mike" Foster

Michael "Crazy Mike" Foster

Mastering Engineer

Ghost

Producer

danielwsp

Producer

Lyrics

Gettin' ready, gettin' ready, gettin' ready, ready

We gettin' ready, gettin' ready, gettin' ready, ready

I said

Them bitches wish they had one up, they know they never could

I am that bitch, I be that bitch, she know she never would

I laugh in all these bitches faces, K, I never should

Any place I step in, bitch, you ain't never good

I'm on some natural shit, I ain't got no lace

I keep some gangsta **** with me when I show face

She keep my name up in her mouth but ain't got no place

I let too many bitches in so now it's no space

Don't like to talk, they never understood my humor

You can't let a bitch without a rum convince you 'bout a rumor

That's what Infamous said, bitch, I get infamous bread

He told you he don't eat cat but gave me Infamous head (Ha)

Them bitches wish they had one up, they know they never could

I am that bitch, I be that bitch, she know she never would

I laugh in all these bitches faces, K, I never should

Any place I step in, bitch, you ain't never good

Said I'm the talk of the town, talk of the town

I had some **** walkin' you down

Outside or inside, if you talk, you'll be found

Get your car towed or smoke you while you walk to the pound

Said what you said, ****, ain't no talkin' it down

Or talkin' around the fact that you was stalkin' my crown

You wanted it to fall off and leave a mark in the ground

I never let 'em throw me off or see me walk with a frown

I had my way with this life shit like I did it before

These **** waitin' like they dogs, wanna sit at the door

I ain't Cardi B but I'ma put this shit on the floor

You drop a diss then hit the trap and get you hit at the store

I'm on some natural shit, I ain't got no lace

I keep some gangsta **** with me when I show face

She keep my name up in her mouth but ain't got no place

I done let too many bitches in so now it's no space

Gettin' ready, gettin' ready, gettin' ready, ready

We gettin' ready, gettin' ready, gettin' ready, ready

I said

I been that bitch, I am that bitch, she know she never could

We gettin' ready, gettin' ready, gettin' ready, ready

I said

I'm almost done, if you almost tried then you almost won

Guess it's too bad that almost never fuckin' counted

I just put a beat on a beat, how it soundin'?

I just put a rap bitch on timeout, she's grounded

Well, I lost a lot of friends but I still have myself

Good thing them hoes ain't that much help

Don't make me go and grab my belt

Times hard but I'm harder, they all know that I'm a shot caller

You gon' have to call your top brawler

We beat bitches 'til they stop tryin'

He said he love me, I said, "Stop sign"

What stop sign, man?

You better get up on your good grind, ****, I got my plan, fuck

I ain't really slept in a minute so I want to

When they wanna hear some gangsta shit, I'm who they run to

Hair, face, Glock, mace

I don't give a fuck about you people, they can come too

Really been poppin' it, bitches ain't stoppin' it

I'll have some **** pop up where you shoppin' at

I can't get any of your swag, why you coppin' that?

We hate the way that you rap, stop droppin' that shit, huh?

Call me miss poppin' my shit

Call me miss I got the Glock with a switch

Call me miss I get you popped in this bitch

You can call me miss I get the drops and the blitz

I don't do no ultimatums, ****, no, no, no

If I say that it's up then these ****

Can't say when my **** gon' go, go, go

Huh? Huh? Huh?

My **** gon' go, go, go

No, no, no

No

I ain't ask a bitch what she think

I don't never see you bitches at the bank

I ain't never heard you hoes was up in rank

I ain't never heard a lot about you bitches

Only thing that I heard about you

Bitches that you bitches like to drank

Ew, wait, chill, no, bitch, straight kill

Come for the kill, numb for the heel

Shake for the pennies like you bitches do run for the bills

Your life is a mess 'cause you run for the thrill

Got no man but you fuck one for the feel, real

I ain't never ask what you think

I ain't never see you bitches in the

Bank, think you tellin' me to chill?

I been too humble for a bitch, too cool on a ho

I been focused on my shit, tryna get a mil', for real

If I said it then I meant it, bitch, it's a done deal

Written by: G9ngstab9by, GiAnna Lee

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