INFILTRATION Lyrics

Yo can you hear me out there

Turn me up a lil in the heads my nigga ya know ya know

This shit too real

Can you niggas hear me out there

Ya know it's Tulooo

It's been a minute did you miss meeee

Ha ha Lets Go

Tulooo Gang we Worldwide Baby

Shit sound crazier than a muhfucker

Shit sound like a movie

You know that's what the fuck we do

I'm like Steven Spielberg with this shit though my nigga

I yell cut on a nigga right now and it's a wrap

Still screaming Free Action til it's backwards ya heard

Blaaat

Niggas know how the fuck I be coming

Tulooo Gang we Worldwide Baby

Put this in right quick I got you

Take risks and prosper

All night I'm grinding for steak shrimp and lobster

We was tired of eating Ramen noodles

I'ma make em mad so bad they probably hate my Jr

That's my baby boy on the tag nigga

You a lazy boy Ima bag getter

Ima trapaholic think I'm Slim Dunkin

Six summers in trap still bunking

I'm rapping like I know I got a deal coming

Made it happen now dese niggas want to kill for me

Free Action, that appeal coming

You was broke as a joke, I heard u still funny

Look up in my eyes I bet you see the rage

Spitting all this fire make the speaker blaze

All this on my mental Ima need a blaze

EBT for dinner next it's VMAs

Finna have them VBoys at BET awards

I know I'm fly but don't lie you don't want to see me soar

They going hate no way around it nigga eat some more

Came from public housing now it's heated floors

I swear, on God that's on everything ya know

I'm glad you right here know what I'm saying

You done seen this shit from the nicks to the bricks

Know what I'm sayin

From the bottom in between know what i'm saying

The ups the downs

Ima show you every cylinder in this you know I'm saying

Ima win the game so you don't ever got to worry about losing

Feds putting fakers in the rap game

Got me feeling like it's safer in the crack game

Good thing I don't do this just for a back end

Do your own music, muh fuck a rap friend

Pressure infiltrated your brotherly love

Moved them out the hood they grew him a buzz

Shootouts in Manhattan like he John Gotti

Now look what happen this nigga ratting on everybody

Pressure busting pipes pussies busting pistols

Say your prayer boy the reaper coming get you

Still the young soldier with the afro

Got a little older let my cash grow

I done grew some muscles think I'm uncle Anky

Overload my safe they probably underrate me

Ballin with a passion like I run with Brady

All this love I'm having make them want to hate me

Double glock 40 days that's a fucking 80

Silly ass nigga glocks they don't come with safety

Overload my safe they probably underrate me