Take 3 Testo
Testo Take 3
Yuh
I got somethin to say up in here
The first nigga play up in here
He gon lay up in here
He gon stay up in here
Told my stick everyday up in here
This shit crucial
Like I just bought clay up in here
I been runnin it way up
This shit like a lay up I’m havin my way up in here
Glizzy with the Glock stop
Pull up in the drop top
We gon spin his block
Drop it right off at the chop shop
Bloody like a clot
Sorry I cannot stop
Hit em in his stomach
Turn his shit into a crop top
Never had a soft spot
Run up on me pop pop
Every nigga with me
Told the city these are not props
Cruisin with a thot box
Keep me(?) from the opp block
Niggas standin by
Kinda hard for them to not watch(?)
They tryna mimick me
Can’t bе my mini me
We not the samе like They zero percent of me
Shit on my enemies
I know they sick of me
They havin cash
But that shit ain't equivalent
Never been friendly
It ain’t no befriending me
Fuck that lil boy
He got bitch nigga tendencies
Movin so vividly
Humbling mility
That nigga broke
Get him out my vicinity
Hoe just to be in my presence a privilege
But you can stay
If you keep it explicit
She eat the dick
Like the meal is exquisite
And she bring a friend every time that she visit
I’m chasin digits
I don’t do the dissin
Never see my name in no nigga mentions
My dawg he don’t like to talk
But he vicious
He just go suit up and handle the business
They tryna run off with shit I invented
They know who the hottest
Of course they gon copy
Young nigga poppin
But never been cocky
It’s one in the head
Or the Glock don’t cock it
Pretty lil body
She callin me papi
My bitch look like Buffy the body
Look at my pockets
They buff and they stocky
Got rich in the yo
So they callin me Gotti
Who is this cold nigga
Won’t play with no nigga
He do a show
His stick go thru the door with him
Running with gorillas
Trappers and go getters
Sell it for high but we buy for the low nigga
Money get so bigger
Bitches be so bitter
Blocking my phone cuz I said I can’t go with her
Fuck that lil hoe nigga
Go get the dough nigga
I used to sleep on a pallet with no pillow
Baby nine on me
This bitch don’t go no sitter
Where is the nanny
Racks stuffed in the Fanny
Rock so much gold they think I won a Grammy
Count up a 100 while still in my jammies
We havin big bucks and never no wammies
She seen my ice and she came out her panties
Screaming my name make her chant it in Spanish
She’s a grown woman
But like to get managed
Rich as fuck got em calling me Manny
If she’s a cougar
I’ll fuck on ya mammy
Keep baggin, thumb thru them racks in a a hammy
Rich nigga shit
The broke wouldn’t understand me
I got some niggas that’s trappin and scammin
You got some niggas that’s livin informant
Bought a new chopper
This bitch Pakistan
Make the wrong move and I let it do damage
Don’t condone bitch shit
That’ll get you hit quick
I ain’t playin madden
But I call my caddy hit stick
Always been a misfit
All my diamonds glicsin
My neck and my wrist lit
Call me Mr. Big shit
Spent a nigga 5 months rent
Up on a fit bitch
Shit they never seen
They like nigga where you get this
Soon as a bitch hold out her hand
She get dismissed
Sent a pic of money
When she asked me for a dick pic
I’m in the A with a thick bitch from Illinois
Coon you don’t care
What you rockin a fitted for?
They think they started the shit I been did before
Just poppin shit
What you all in yo feelings for?
Broke a bitch
Now this hoe callin me City Boy
Got on two chains
And my thigh got a titty boy
Better think twice when it’s me that you sendin for
Watch how you talk to the biggest
Lil bitty boy
I got somethin to say up in here
The first nigga play up in here
He gon lay up in here
He gon stay up in here
Told my stick everyday up in here
This shit crucial
Like I just bought clay up in here
I been runnin it way up
This shit like a lay up I’m havin my way up in here
Glizzy with the Glock stop
Pull up in the drop top
We gon spin his block
Drop it right off at the chop shop
Bloody like a clot
Sorry I cannot stop
Hit em in his stomach
Turn his shit into a crop top
Never had a soft spot
Run up on me pop pop
Every nigga with me
Told the city these are not props
Cruisin with a thot box
Keep me(?) from the opp block
Niggas standin by
Kinda hard for them to not watch(?)
They tryna mimick me
Can’t bе my mini me
We not the samе like They zero percent of me
Shit on my enemies
I know they sick of me
They havin cash
But that shit ain't equivalent
Never been friendly
It ain’t no befriending me
Fuck that lil boy
He got bitch nigga tendencies
Movin so vividly
Humbling mility
That nigga broke
Get him out my vicinity
Hoe just to be in my presence a privilege
But you can stay
If you keep it explicit
She eat the dick
Like the meal is exquisite
And she bring a friend every time that she visit
I’m chasin digits
I don’t do the dissin
Never see my name in no nigga mentions
My dawg he don’t like to talk
But he vicious
He just go suit up and handle the business
They tryna run off with shit I invented
They know who the hottest
Of course they gon copy
Young nigga poppin
But never been cocky
It’s one in the head
Or the Glock don’t cock it
Pretty lil body
She callin me papi
My bitch look like Buffy the body
Look at my pockets
They buff and they stocky
Got rich in the yo
So they callin me Gotti
Who is this cold nigga
Won’t play with no nigga
He do a show
His stick go thru the door with him
Running with gorillas
Trappers and go getters
Sell it for high but we buy for the low nigga
Money get so bigger
Bitches be so bitter
Blocking my phone cuz I said I can’t go with her
Fuck that lil hoe nigga
Go get the dough nigga
I used to sleep on a pallet with no pillow
Baby nine on me
This bitch don’t go no sitter
Where is the nanny
Racks stuffed in the Fanny
Rock so much gold they think I won a Grammy
Count up a 100 while still in my jammies
We havin big bucks and never no wammies
She seen my ice and she came out her panties
Screaming my name make her chant it in Spanish
She’s a grown woman
But like to get managed
Rich as fuck got em calling me Manny
If she’s a cougar
I’ll fuck on ya mammy
Keep baggin, thumb thru them racks in a a hammy
Rich nigga shit
The broke wouldn’t understand me
I got some niggas that’s trappin and scammin
You got some niggas that’s livin informant
Bought a new chopper
This bitch Pakistan
Make the wrong move and I let it do damage
Don’t condone bitch shit
That’ll get you hit quick
I ain’t playin madden
But I call my caddy hit stick
Always been a misfit
All my diamonds glicsin
My neck and my wrist lit
Call me Mr. Big shit
Spent a nigga 5 months rent
Up on a fit bitch
Shit they never seen
They like nigga where you get this
Soon as a bitch hold out her hand
She get dismissed
Sent a pic of money
When she asked me for a dick pic
I’m in the A with a thick bitch from Illinois
Coon you don’t care
What you rockin a fitted for?
They think they started the shit I been did before
Just poppin shit
What you all in yo feelings for?
Broke a bitch
Now this hoe callin me City Boy
Got on two chains
And my thigh got a titty boy
Better think twice when it’s me that you sendin for
Watch how you talk to the biggest
Lil bitty boy
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