Testo Coming To America

Testo Coming To America

My mom move here in the 60’s (yeah)
Coming to America sent me (sent me)
Uncle moved crack in the 80’s (yeah)
Got deported in the 90’s (yeah)
Then my momma she made me (yeah)
Gave birth to the greatest (yeah)
Queens in the south raised me (yeah)
Goat nigga, fuck you sayin’? (yeah)

I learned how to rap on dem block
I learned how to dip from the cops on dem block
My nig got a brace on his sock
They stoppin’ and friskin’ and movin’ and so suplex so we don't ever have to stop
Jamaican boomin’ cross the boat, anchor
Laundromat, I made all my payments
Stupid pack, Strawberry Kush
Uncle told me get a Double Dutch
I’m high as fuck on the top rope
Yeah im tight, dope
On a tight schedule
Fucked her then I schedule another time
Killed the pussy, that’s another crime
Nigga can’t really fuck with my grind
Sing to your bitch and she’s mine
I don’t even sing, I ain’t lyin’
Pinocchio,it’s been a long time
Since a nigga laid in the bed
Miami Beach, I was getting some head
Living life, I was blowing some bread
I ain’t even fuckin’ dead yet
Ice Cube, it was all cool
I coulda been Nigga Wit Attitude
I was stoned like a statue
(?)

My mom move here in the 60’s (yeah)
Coming to America sent me (sent me)
Uncle moved crack in the 80’s (yeah)
Got deported in the 90’s (yeah)
Then my momma she made me (yeah)
Gave birth to the greatest (yeah)
Queens in the south raised me (yeah)
Goat nigga, fuck you sayin’? (yeah)
My mom move here in the 60’s (yeah)
Coming to America sent me (sent me)
Uncle moved crack in the 80’s (yeah)
Got deported in the 90’s (yeah)
Then my momma she made me (yeah)
Gave birth to the greatest (yeah)
Queens in the south raised me (yeah)
Goat nigga, fuck you sayin’? (yeah)

Paramount Pictures, life’s a movie
I can’t burn no bridges, I’m no arson
Stupid
She just wanna be a part of all my movies
Getting mixy, yeah she’s getting litty
If you come wit me, better get some kitty
Ain’t no kidding, Disney
McGuire, Lizzie
I just Uber’d everywhere
(?)
Smoke till I’m dizzy
Till the roach fall out my hand, it’s empty
I can’t keep (up) with all you niggas I’m busy
I’m not petite, y’all just too
Monkey see, do nigga
Ooh ooh, got the juice nigga
(?) ain’t stayin, gotta pay fam
Niggas mad that I’m doing great, man?
No Frosted Flakes, I eat state for breakfast
With a knife like I’m 21 Savage
Shoutout PDE, yup that’s my family
Me and Nudy takin’ over Atlanta
All the trap niggas like dammit
All y’all rap niggas like dammit!
Slept in my truck for this, pillows and covers
I had to get comfortable
I put it all in the trunk when she wanna fuck
Teleprompter, yeah she know I was comin’ up
(Hook)
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