[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
Gimme my guap or you might feel the wrath of the terrible infamous blood bath
Bitch I will chop your ass right on the half, I do not play games 'bout my goddamn cash
Give it to me in the tens or the twenties or hundreds or bitch I will take it in change
N***a you better come up with my change, before I come and I cut all of your veins
Back to pimpin' I inflict on a bitch, hoe you must pay Lord and suck my dick
I will beat you bad and bloody your body, yo gimme my bankroll, I get in yo shit
Started all over, all over again, I do not play games and I do not pretend
Trick I will put my foot all the way up in your ass, if you're ass don't come up with my ends
If you the enemy you will not win, hostile catch a projectile
Gettin' the .44 revolver up in yo back and my stack you get it right now
Bitch you love me wild, check this pimpin' out
Let me take you outta town, show your cap around
That's not how you get down? Bitch put your knees on ground
And give me US currency, the goddamn British pounds
Fuckin' with Infamous, Q.B., Montese, II Tone, bitch you demonstratin'
Love is overrated, bitch I need you paper chasin'