Testo Grammy Freestyle

Testo Grammy Freestyle

Uh, Gang
Squad flexing (squad flexing)
[See you in heaven]
Yeah

Bitch, I'm turnt up I feel like I won a Grammy, yeah
Love no Thotanies I know she cannot understand me, yeah
Speaking guapanese I know he cannot understand me, yeah
I'm a real nigga all you gotta do is hear me out
Please don't judge me if you do not know my past, now
Men in black, sign that waver or they blast, now
I don't gotta shooter imma let you know that facts now
Swerving in that big truck we got bullet-proof glass, now
Bitch, I'm turnt up I feel like I won a Grammy, yeah
I'm speaking guapanese I know he cannot understand me, yeah
Love no Thotanies I know she cannot understand me, yeah
I'm a real nigga all you gotta do is hear me out
Please don't judge me if you do not know my past, now
Men in black, sign that waver or they blast, now
I don't gotta shooter imma let you know the facts, now
Swerving in that big truck we got bullet-proof glass, now

Straight flexing, she nagging
I got them diamonds on my necklace they stay dancing
She calling my phone saying, she a blessing
She fake like a nigga chain but I can't test it
Yeah, I'm a busy man she said, 'What you doing Saturday?'
I just woke up I already made a band today
Fuck a new nigga bitch, I just got a new fan today
He just found out that she cheated, turned into a new man today
Yeah, yeah
She think her nigga got money he scamming, yeah
Without that AP shit he rock, Truey and Vans, yeah
I put my all in this music I ain't had no second plan, yeah
And some niggas switched up, man I thought you was my fam, yeah
Bitch, I'm turnt up I feel like I won the lottery
I started making music, now these niggas wanna copy me
Bitch you not me so you can't finesse my melody
Niggas in the stu' and I know they think a lot of me

Bitch, I'm turnt up I feel like I won a Grammy, yeah
Love no Thotanies I know she cannot understand me, yeah
Speaking guapanese I know he cannot understand me, yeah
I'm a real nigga all you gotta do is hear me out
Please don't judge me if you do not know my past, now
Men in black, sign that waver or they blast, now
I don't gotta shooter imma let you know that facts now
Swerving in that big truck we got bullet-proof glass, now
Testi Lil Tecca