Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Infatuated , by - Olah OnlyRelease date: 05.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Infatuated |
| I’m whippin a foreign this ain’t no Cadi nigga |
| I open the door and you see them baddies in it |
| Infatuated, we havin our way |
| Your life is fabricated, aye |
| Don’t know what I made today |
| I jumped in a wraith today |
| Ouu, I take a lil bit of molly shake it all up in a Gatorade |
| Ouu Ouu, I’ll Pop a seal in the bank |
| I threw my feelings away |
| Trappin it never get old |
| My new package already been sold, yea |
| And I’m havin my way with the stove |
| I could turn me a 8 to a 9 |
| Had to boss up I’m payin the price |
| I walk wit a diva |
| You think it’s cheaper to keep her, she is a skeezer |
| I Trap Out a Audi |
| And I got pills by the bottle, Lean by the Liter |
| Gun around, Holes in ya body if you think you creepin |
| I don’t even know what the fuck was the reason |
| I ain’t even tell them niggas to leave em, dam |
| My neck and my wrist cost a arm and a leg |
| I fuck on ya bitch when I get out of bed |
| I got me some drip but want molly instead |
| Big bags like a body in it |
| I’m whippin a foreign this ain’t no Cadi nigga |
| I open the door and you see them baddies in it |
| Infatuated, we havin our way |
| Your life is fabricated, aye |
| Don’t know what I made today |
| I jumped in a wraith today |
| Ouu, I take a lil bit of molly shake it all up in a Gatorade |
| Ouu Ouu, I’ll Pop a seal in the bank |
| I threw my feelings away |
| Trappin it never get old |
| My new package already been sold, yea |
| I threw my feelings away |
| Ride with that Drac everyday |
| If a nigga play, he get shot in the face |
| Be wit killas everyday |
| Nun but shooters round my way |
| That like to spray, spray, spray |
| Brand new Benz all white like the KKK |
| She eat the dick all day |
| She like the way it taste |
| Glock 45 by my waste |
| I got all this fuckin cake, I got all this fuckin cake |
| Bitch thought it was my birthday, hold up. |
| whoa |
| Nun but hundreds in my fuckin bankroll nigga |
| I’m whippin a foreign this ain’t no Cadi nigga |
| I open the door and you see them baddies in it |
| Infatuated, we havin our way |
| Your life is fabricated, aye |
| Don’t know what I made today |
| I jumped in a wraith today |
| Ouu, I take a lil bit of molly shake it all up in a Gatorade |
| Ouu Ouu, I’ll Pop a seal in the bank |
| I threw my feelings away |
| Trappin it never get old |
| My new package already been sold, yea |