Testo Incredible
Testo Incredible
Дилан Брэди
(What?) Smokin' oz's, what are you doing?
I get the pack, get it and move it
Rockin' and rulin', drippin' in Gucci
Y'all niggas fake, y'all niggas foofy
Better stay back, or I'ma lose it
Get to the money, that's nothing you doin' You is a poser, you going to Zumiez
Cuttin' the checks, so I'm in a movie
I'm on the court, you can not move me
Pass me the basketball, shoutout to Coozie
I fucked your bitch, right in the booty
[?], this should be amusing
No face, no case, okay (Okay)
I'll make you fade away (Wassup?)
Got .23 in the clip (Huh?)
.223 on the hip (Huh?)
No face, no case, okay (Okay)
I'll make you fade away (Wassup?)
A 4-5 rubber grip (Huh?)
Got .23 in the clip (Huh?)
Boss up, wallah, 30 kiss your neck
Yes uh, windows tinted, lieutenant, my Glock extended
Hit 'em, lifetime bitch you know that shit won't fucking stay (Nah)
Umbrellas, hunnid clips fallin' down like it's a fuckin' rain (Yeah)
I notice, that shit I'm sayin' got me goin' insane (Ah)
Count up, big bank roll dancin' this side of the paint (Aye, uh)
No face, no case, okay (Okay)
I'll make you fade away (Wassup?)
Got .23 in the clip (Huh?)
.223 on the hip (Huh?)
No face, no case, okay (Okay)
I'll make you fade away (Wassup?)
A 4-5 rubber grip (Huh?)
Got .23 in the clip (Huh?)
(What?) Smokin' oz's, what are you doing?
I get the pack, get it and move it
Rockin' and rulin', drippin' in Gucci
Y'all niggas fake, y'all niggas foofy
Better stay back, or I'ma lose it
Get to the money, that's nothing you doin' You is a poser, you going to Zumiez
Cuttin' the checks, so I'm in a movie
I'm on the court, you can not move me
Pass me the basketball, shoutout to Coozie
I fucked your bitch, right in the booty
[?], this should be amusing
No face, no case, okay (Okay)
I'll make you fade away (Wassup?)
Got .23 in the clip (Huh?)
.223 on the hip (Huh?)
No face, no case, okay (Okay)
I'll make you fade away (Wassup?)
A 4-5 rubber grip (Huh?)
Got .23 in the clip (Huh?)
Boss up, wallah, 30 kiss your neck
Yes uh, windows tinted, lieutenant, my Glock extended
Hit 'em, lifetime bitch you know that shit won't fucking stay (Nah)
Umbrellas, hunnid clips fallin' down like it's a fuckin' rain (Yeah)
I notice, that shit I'm sayin' got me goin' insane (Ah)
Count up, big bank roll dancin' this side of the paint (Aye, uh)
No face, no case, okay (Okay)
I'll make you fade away (Wassup?)
Got .23 in the clip (Huh?)
.223 on the hip (Huh?)
No face, no case, okay (Okay)
I'll make you fade away (Wassup?)
A 4-5 rubber grip (Huh?)
Got .23 in the clip (Huh?)
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