Текст песни Baiting - INF1N1TE , Konus

Who finna make the crowd go blaow?
Finna make the crowd go how?
When i finish this verse
I better fuckin bow

Tick tock, swish who′s back on the block
Filled the stock up with the rocks
Then I passed the Glock to my squad
Then we hit the millie rock

I go the fourthest when it comes to artists
And that's not a statement, that′s just you being honest
As we told u last this ain't it
Well, look we kept our promise

We even lit
But look at whom keeps drinking but never vomits
I guess i'm gonna be stoned to august

Brother bear′s bout to go wavy
I may be stoned but your just out here hating
I might be drunk but im out here skating
Making sounds you′re tryna receate
Bitch, stop baiting

Throw it back
Like a shot to the rib
Yeah we been workin hella late
We posted up at the crib

Just grab the bottle G
This shit got me spinnin
Got a trophy room like nyjah
Never stop with the winnin

So come on in
Just leave your shoes at the door
Maybe we hop inside the whip
And grab a snack from the store

Now it's 10 past 3
We still seein this through
Cuz we been puttin in the hours
With the boys in the stu

Brother bear′s bout to go wavy
I may be stoned but your just out here hating
I might be drunk but im out here skating
Making sounds you're tryna receate
Bitch, stop baiting