N.G.S - Inferno Lyrics

I ain't got time for a label
Niggas tryna eat from my table
I don't write songs, I write fables
I time travel like I'm Cable
Do it 'cause I'm able, sweet like maple
Flow uncanny, I'm an X-Men
Bitch, guess who's up next then
There's no need for you guessing
I jump in and I'm flexing (Ay!)

Jump in this bitch like I'm Frogger
Hop, dip, skip like we stones on the water
Hands all together (Uh), we Lauder
And we get gas like we draining pump six with your daughter
She sucking this thing like Gobstopper's
Flows got stranger things, Chief Hopper
Kick it like Beckham and shoot it like soccer
She getting too rough but I ain't gonna stop her

Smoking this gas, forget all my problems
Took a short break, sprung up in Autumn
Look how I drip, came from the bottom
Bitches on me, they thought that I saw 'em
Bitch you ain't shit, I throw back and sip
Watch where I sit, pocket all blue, contain all blue strips
These be the Benny's, these be the hundreds y'all bitches some shit

Whip it up
F*cking yo' bitch in the kitchen yuh
Ay, ay
She came on my dick (Uh)
She slurp it up quick (Yuh, ay)
Whip it up
F*cking yo' bitch in the kitchen yuh
Ay, ay
She came on my dick (Uh, uh)
She slurp it up quick (Yuh, ay)

Taking cash, you taking L's
Made this myself
Flood with water
Drip by itself
Spend on rent
I spend on belts, premium felt
Living the life, smoking on kelp
Y'all ain't no help (Yuh)
Starting again but I still got a check
Freeze up my neck, cop a Patek

Drip, drip, drip
Flick it up quick
Lil' tranny bitch got the big ass dick
Beat up my wife and I left her with bruises
Knock her ass out and I left her ass snoozing
She took all my kids and floated off cruising
Beating the case 'cause I never be losing
Flick up the kids and they call me Bill Cosby
Dick in your broad, sike nah, I'm joshing

I ain't got time for a bitch now, uh-uh
Getting money got a cash cow, uh-huh
Yo' man's asking what's the plan now, uh-huh
Got these bars, getting fans now, yuh-huh
Left the groupie with my offspring
Shadow King got an icy ring
Getting cash and I f*cking sling
Hop on a flight and I go to Beijing
Play these niggas like a f*cking string
Got more gas than I f*cking like
Get old-schooled like rappers delight
Got these bars, they're a f*cking highlight
Get on the mic and I rock you tight
Yo' bitch love it when I hit it right
Got a third guy leave you with my insight
N.G.S we leave you with a fist fight

Whip it up
F*cking yo' bitch in the kitchen yuh
Ay, ay
She came on my dick (Uh)
She slurp it up quick (Yuh, ay)
Whip it up
F*cking yo' bitch in the kitchen yuh
Ay, ay
She came on my dick (Uh, uh)
She slurp it up quick (Yuh, ay)