lonemoon – test me lyrics
[hook]
i got my money up
b-tches try to suck me up
my homies busy runnin’ up
to hit your house, i’ll sum it up
bout to shoot you up with that 9
tryna be 50, rich or die tryin’
you gon rest, i’ll tell you good night
take that b-tch, now sucka she mine
[verse 1]
i got this shit on lock
off the dome i call the shots
don’t need not one y’all thots
unless you all gon crop a top
lonemoon that astronaut
no g, i float, don’t fall a lot
i don’t fall a lot but if you keep talkin your head gon drop
[verse 2]
i’m technical
my brain a hip hop receptacle
that’s why i’m incredible
that’s why i’m out testin hoes
and you less then, hoe
i’m bouta teach you a lesson hoe
you italian like the dressing, hoe
sorry. that ain’t professional
[verse 3]
oh shit, gota pistol whip, like an acid hit, i’m p-ssionate, ain’t ask for shit, bro you last in this, aye aye, you lackin this, 2016 i’m a graduate, bullseye on this cuz i’m accurate
man i’m crashin, b-tch
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