That kid Dillon - Infinity

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Get a gun off the bitch with a forty hollow tips on
Coke on my counter catch a bitch, do a sniff on

Smoke hella weed, you can really get a whiff on
Play that bitch guitar, I ain't talking bout a riff on
Yeah, yeah, talking out your neck, yeah, bitch, we pulling up
Boss, I'm a cut the left, right, damn, you'll get stuck, stuck

Really in a ruckus, no one can just touch it
The world can just suck it, yeah, I don't wanna
Yeah, get a big bad gun with a big one
Yeah, one day I wanna be number one

Make a hell of drinks until that bitch just give another one
Balling on these bitches, not a rookie, ain't no another one
Yeah, disappear with her eyes, feel like Stevie Wonder
She gon' ride a dick like a tracker, like a southern

If you got a problem, yeah, just word to your mother
Looking at my life, yeah, it's really going farther
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gun with a bitch with a 40 hollow tips on

Coke on my counter, caught your bitch doing sniff on
Smoke a little weed, you can really get a whiff on
Play that bitch guitar, I ain't talking bout a riff on
Yeah, yeah, talking out your neck, yeah, bitch, we pulling up
Boss, I'm a cut the left, right, damn, you'll get stuck, stuck
Really in a ruckus, no one can just touch it
Everyone can just suck it, yeah, the world can suck it