Next Level Prodigy X Boogz Boogetz

[Intro:]
YRS infamous, You know

[Verse 1: Boogz Boogetz]
My chic from the Bahamas
I ride bullets and yavis
While i'm sleeping on fleek
Hold up for my pajamas
I got my youngins they wildin
They don't play with the drama
They'll leave you up in a coma
When it come to the commas
Infamous be that wild gang
Money taller than Yao Ming
Jean suit by balmain
You can't keep up cause you clowns lame
Tell these rap birds its our turn
Getting doped up with that shower burn
I'm in the studio with them groupies though
A couple freak chics like Howard Stern
Ballin hard till they come get us
Roof gone on you dumb hitterz
Im blacked up I don't brag much
But these haters can't roll with us
Swagger so sick man im sorry
Tell em I stunt as a hobby
Me and P in the ferrari
Right wheel be twerking like Miley
Cyrus i'm in fly kicks
Bape studs thats my twist
And if money talk these rappers pockets are silent
Blowing on that loud thats a different smell
I ain't letting up cause Prodigy told me give em hell