Testing Me

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Fuck it I'm elevated
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Reminiscing bout my bro i got him tatted on my sleeve
Really icey check my diamonds they way low 0 degrees
Out in Florida with some gas so we smoking on sum trees
Get yo ass wacked all that buzzing in my ears like bees

We got glocks and smith and wessons nigga ain't no testing me
Bitch i got the sauce i got the juice i got the recipe
Poured a full wok up in my pot that shit my stress reliever
Whole time no sexing me i said that ain't no testing me

Do the dash we see them fucking lights ain't no arresting me
I done seen it all and did it all ain't no impressing me
Man Swerv why these niggas testing me?
They some bitches give em stitches Why do niggas question me?

I don't know but fuck it let it spray
This choppa like a windshield this bitch blinding all the hate
I only came for sex no love no time for dinner dates
I'm running up a bigger bag ima chase sum on the way

I just did my money dance cause i just ran it up today
TTG the gang if he run up better make him lay
I got chicken I ain't talking bout no fucking ChickFil'a
Fuck these bitches get out move on i don't need no fucking cape
We ain't saving no hoe

Hell naw
Like lil bitch what's the wait?
Come straight in and buss it open ain't no need for you to stay
Mixing flavors of exotic get so high I'm outta space
Lil bro said he want some pressure let them hallows hit his face

That's a fucking code case
In a foreign swerving cause i got some more pace
Shoot it up the leave the scene with no trace
We ain't come to play mask on no face

This choppa like a pencil shoot one time and you erased
I can't pass this wood lil baby nah it's getting faced
I'm fucking up this bag look like i won the money race
Me and all my niggas we up next ain't no debate
Lil bitch no debating
We getting cake
Ain't got no time for no dinner dates bitch



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Writer(s): Emmanuel Smart
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