Test ur might! Lyrics

Walk in the spot all these hoes touchy slimed dat boy he not slatt his nose runny

She got the dick up her throat till' it's gummy Cartier man it wrap around wrist like a mummy

My wrist it got frost bite pushing your buttons lil bitch wanna test your might

I'm up in that charger your bitch eating dick like a Klondike

Roll up some Yoda the pressure punching like it's Mike (woah)

Im so proud of me yeah rocking Dolce Gabanna got Prada jeans

Niggas not yo gang shit went left now they hard to reach huh

That's why I stay out the way I don't fuck with these niggas

Im stacking my chips yeah my figures got a phatt butt bitch with the buns love her figure

You got some taste if my bitch let you hit her

(Uh huh huh)

Peroxide post up in the cut not no bandit

Deposit a check on my flight got it right when I landed

New .gen 5 on my hip you try hurt me it take off like rocket

Uhuh just linked his hoe this bitch fanned out she's feening for my Locket

Pocket got racks racks racks fat Milonakis told that boy back back back Choppa bursting your top in

I told him spin back bro let's get it bullets head tap your noggin like a fitted

That lil hoe ugly but she still can get it I switched up my blocks always stayed on my pivot

She give up the sloppy toppy in the civic and this song wasn't done when I posted the snippet

Niggas be fanned out trying run off with my sauce man these niggas be tripping like what

These bitches be fanned out sucking fucking all these niggas want nothing to gain but some clout

This nigga tried to back out a chop on me but he ain't use it like acting fake tough not the route

Can't throw away my freedom trying to show you what Ryah be bout

Kick down you backdoor everybody down

Give a fuck bout a sister or brother lil nigga them bodies still count ahaha

Walk in the spot all these hoes touchy slimed dat boy he not slatt his nose runny

She got the dick up her throat till' it's gummy Cartier man it wrap around wrist like a mummy

My wrist it got frost bite pushing your buttons lil bitch wanna test your might

I'm up in that charger your bitch eating dick like a Klondike

Roll up some Yoda the pressure punching like it's Mike (woah)

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah (woo)

Walk in the spot all these hoes touchy slimed dat boy he not slatt his nose runny

She got the dick up her throat till' it's gummy Cartier man it wrap around wrist like a mummy

My wrist it got frost bite pushing your buttons lil bitch wanna test your might

Test your might