Testo Benz Or Mazda
Testo Benz Or Mazda
Yeah
Nigga
Come on
Ay, ay ,ay ,ay ,ay
Once the bitch look, she lost me
Like my bitches bad, thick, and bossy
She on shots of henny, rémy , Bacardi Ion fuck around with public parties, I’m sorry
Bitch you wanna cry up in a Benz? Or Mazda?
Say she wanna nigga with some bands
I got em
Lil bro keep tryna strip the fans he a problem
Security ask me “what’s that in your pants?” A choppa
Walk up in the function see the opps, I’m trippin
Knock knock bandit
If he passing I’m with it
Flashing that lil band up in the camera, your kidding
Stop with all the asking my religion, I’m crippin
Switchy with me while I’m up on stage, you know it
Why you acting tender bout that bitch? She goin
Baby take your shoes off in the Bentley, it’s foreign I don’t do the favors all my bitches is important
Put off all my niggas out the trеnches, salute me
My bitch rеal bad rock balenci, she bougie
Gotti why you barely diss the suckers? They dookie
Clips out the window bitch I’m tryna shoot a movie
Ay ay ay
Once the bitch look, she lost me
Like my bitches bad, thick, and bossy
She on shots of henny, rémy , Bacardi
Ion fuck around with public parties, I’m sorry
Bitch you wanna cry up in a Benz? Or Mazda?
Say she wanna nigga with some bands
I got em
Lil bro keep tryna strip the fans he a problem
Security am me “what’s that in your pants?” A choppa
Oh he think he bigger than the program? We on him
Ion feel like fucking off the tristy just blow me
Come and get your bitch from out the dms, she on me
He ain’t know we killing shit
Somebody shoulda told him
Baby you got motion I got motion, let’s do it
Think we finna fuck and you won’t pay me? You stupid
Put away that camera when you with me, you blew it
Let a nigga bump into me in this bitch and ima lose it
Come and test your luck
You think I’m lacking? You crazy
Four pockets full up in this bitch lil baby
Do I wanna bounce out with the switch? Or drakey?
Fuck who looking good I’m looking for who’s gonna pay me
Once the bitch look, she lost me
Like my bitches bad, thick, and bossy
She on shots of henny, rémy , Bacardi
Ion fuck around with public parties, I’m sorry
Bitch you wanna cry up in a Benz? Or Mazda?
Say she wanna nigga with some bands
I got em
Lil bro keep tryna strip the fans he a problem
Security am me “what’s that in your pants?” A choppa
Walk up in the function see the opps, I’m trippin
Knock knock bandit
If he passing I’m with it
Flashing that lil band up in the camera, your kidding
Stop with all the asking my religion, I’m crippin
Nigga
Yeah,Yeah
Ay ay ay
Nigga
Dead homies
Yeah ,yeah ,yeah
Nigga
Come on
Ay, ay ,ay ,ay ,ay
Once the bitch look, she lost me
Like my bitches bad, thick, and bossy
She on shots of henny, rémy , Bacardi Ion fuck around with public parties, I’m sorry
Bitch you wanna cry up in a Benz? Or Mazda?
Say she wanna nigga with some bands
I got em
Lil bro keep tryna strip the fans he a problem
Security ask me “what’s that in your pants?” A choppa
Walk up in the function see the opps, I’m trippin
Knock knock bandit
If he passing I’m with it
Flashing that lil band up in the camera, your kidding
Stop with all the asking my religion, I’m crippin
Switchy with me while I’m up on stage, you know it
Why you acting tender bout that bitch? She goin
Baby take your shoes off in the Bentley, it’s foreign I don’t do the favors all my bitches is important
Put off all my niggas out the trеnches, salute me
My bitch rеal bad rock balenci, she bougie
Gotti why you barely diss the suckers? They dookie
Clips out the window bitch I’m tryna shoot a movie
Ay ay ay
Once the bitch look, she lost me
Like my bitches bad, thick, and bossy
She on shots of henny, rémy , Bacardi
Ion fuck around with public parties, I’m sorry
Bitch you wanna cry up in a Benz? Or Mazda?
Say she wanna nigga with some bands
I got em
Lil bro keep tryna strip the fans he a problem
Security am me “what’s that in your pants?” A choppa
Oh he think he bigger than the program? We on him
Ion feel like fucking off the tristy just blow me
Come and get your bitch from out the dms, she on me
He ain’t know we killing shit
Somebody shoulda told him
Baby you got motion I got motion, let’s do it
Think we finna fuck and you won’t pay me? You stupid
Put away that camera when you with me, you blew it
Let a nigga bump into me in this bitch and ima lose it
Come and test your luck
You think I’m lacking? You crazy
Four pockets full up in this bitch lil baby
Do I wanna bounce out with the switch? Or drakey?
Fuck who looking good I’m looking for who’s gonna pay me
Once the bitch look, she lost me
Like my bitches bad, thick, and bossy
She on shots of henny, rémy , Bacardi
Ion fuck around with public parties, I’m sorry
Bitch you wanna cry up in a Benz? Or Mazda?
Say she wanna nigga with some bands
I got em
Lil bro keep tryna strip the fans he a problem
Security am me “what’s that in your pants?” A choppa
Walk up in the function see the opps, I’m trippin
Knock knock bandit
If he passing I’m with it
Flashing that lil band up in the camera, your kidding
Stop with all the asking my religion, I’m crippin
Nigga
Yeah,Yeah
Ay ay ay
Nigga
Dead homies
Yeah ,yeah ,yeah
- My Evil Thoughts
- Intro
- Fight Back
- Not Ah Diss
- 1000 Lies
- Hands Down
- Think Twice
- Fire Starter, Pt. 2
- Wake N Bake
- No Chicken
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- Testi Pinguini Tattici Nucleari
- Testi Vasco Rossi
- Testi Jovanotti
- Testi Marco Mengoni
- Testi Lucio Battisti
- Testi Tiziano Ferro
- Testi Cesare Cremonini
- Testi Gazzelle
- Testi BLANCO
