Testo On Read

Testo On Read

Bitch I will punch you in your fucking head
Don't make assumptions, nine times out of ten they end up dead
I run the country like white man who wore them powdered wigs
With all them buttons, y'all done fucked it up enough already
Let's get to bussing
I'ma keep on coming when the beat starts running, I'ma keep on running myself if I have to
Tattoo my Adam's apple out in Calabasas
The amount of vasage you must've taken and love the sensation
To say half the shit you been saying and still think you're still safe
The shit that we're playing is way too big to fit in your safe
Won't hеsitate to load it up and blow this clip in your face
'Til then I'm sitting and waiting 'til thеre's a time and a date
'Cause I'm in a state of dysfunction, I just wanted to say

Baby I'm not perfect
I take too many drugs and yell at my friends
You wouldn't last a day in my head
She left me on read, she left me on read
She left me on read
She left me on read
She left me on read
She left me on-
Pulled up in that Lambo painted murder red
Ain't that something, run their mouth, I've never heard of them
End of discussion, I be churning, whipping up some bread
This shit ain't nothing, know that shit you fear is in your head
Let's get to bussing, I'm a whole damn legend
I'm so John Lennon, got the whole car tinted, let the whole squad get in
I'm so Clark Kent with a [?]
Say what's in my head and they all get offended
55 grand on a brand new pendant
If I think I can, then I'm probably gon' get it
Hollywood ready, lights camera action in this bitch
I only say what I say for a reaction and you nitwits think it's real
But take your king with your bishop and your bishop is getting sealed
Blow the whistle, it's official I'm here
I'm a magician, go head blink and this will all disappear

Baby I'm not perfect
I take too many drugs and yell at my friends
You wouldn't last a day in my head
She left me on read, she left me on read
She left me on read
She left me on read
She left me on read
She left me on-

She left me on read, she got to my head
If I end up dead just know it was her
She left me on read, she got to my head
If I end up dead just know it was her, her, her
Just know it was her who left me all alone, lone, lone
Just know it was her who won't pick up the phone

Baby I'm not perfect
I take too many drugs and yell at my friends
You wouldn't last a day in my head
She left me on read, she left me on read
She left me on read
She left me on read
She left me on read
She left me on-
Testi Jehry Robinson