trdee – johnny test lyrics
[intro]
got a head of fiery hair, and a turbo+charged backpack
[verse]
get your ass shot trying to test me, i ain’t johnny
baby not the cutest, but she do got her a body (okay)
really startin’ to think d+ck sucking is your hobby (lame)
you don’t shoot your gun like it don’t work, he got a tommy
light skinned baddie with a fatty look like gina (ha, ha)
mini draco got more kick on it than fifa
you dont’ know how to ball, coach carter, i can teach you (come on)
slide down and leave sh+lls everywhere like easter
when is that call your dog was talking just like dookie
riding around the city, like jt i got a uzi (i got a uzi)
being broke a joke, but being broke do not amuse mе (it don’t)
you gonna know how much i meant to you when you lose mе (no cap)
why they still sleeping on me like a pillow? (why?)
why you hit the mall if you gonna leave that b+tch with zero? (why?)
why you think you cop? i guess that you ain’t get the memo (why?)
why you think that she gon’ let you f+ck if you a weirdo (you a lame)
give it up, hang it up, don’t even think about it (give it up)
baddie pulled up with a baddie i was so excited (let’s go!)
playing with that kitty cat just like joe exotic (okay)
it don’t matter what it costs, it’s really how you rock it (no cap)
n+ggas act like b+tches, they madea (n+ggas hoes)
don’t discriminate i like my hoes like a zebra
baby hold it down when i’m gone, she’s a keeper (she hold it down)
i’mma call her ass sasha banks, she a diva (b+tch bad)
tryna f+ck a set of twins, where the test sisters? (where they at)
bae, i’m not finna chase you, you are not liquor (i’m not)
left my kids on her bed, she my babysitter
i know last night was lit because i don’t remember
i know they want to catch me slipping, so my people watching
only thing i drop is credit no we can’t squash it (we can’t)
told jeweler make it dance any kay flock’ed it
kareem hook, if i shoot my shot she can’t block it (she can’t)
look at my neck, bling bling, just like eugene
mr pull up with that ladder like i’m roofing
why the f+ck you got a gun if you ain’t shooting?
took a n+gga b+tch and showed her how to do some new things
took a trip and now i’m in the bay like klay thompson
b+tch ain’t got a ring yet, she’s like james harden
back wood full of opps, why i keep coughin’
finna crack her like a beer, call me steve austin
it don’t matter, under pressure i’ma keep balling
what go around come around, life is revolving
double [?] jogging suit, but i ain’t jogging
would’ve thought we celebrating, i got cake often
why you in the same fit like a cartoon?
it ain’t sh+t to pull up with that chopper, make it go boom
you used to be the nicest guy, when did you turn goon?
gotta know around with the heat even in june
we can make some money what’s yo’ social, boo? (what’s yo’ social?)
f+ck a n+gga b+tch when it ain’t nothing to do (break her back)
talking to the money i’m in love with you (i love you)
snow bunny, p+ssy pink, [?]
you be with the opps, i cannot f+ck with you (i can’t f+ck with you)
first pick she the coldest out the group
been balling think i should have went to duke (i been balling)
made her lap up with a friend because we in the coupe
i just made a double double you can call me jokić (joker)
get to shooting like a curry stan, locked and loaded
thought you was tough, like a macbook, yo’ ass folded
bars came off the top, i ain’t even wrote it
[outro]
b+tch
no cap (swear to god)
sh+tty boy sh+t
know how we playin’
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