Lyrics TEST ME - Robb Bank$, Cris Dinero

TEST ME

Yeah, I got that bag on me you can call it hefty
Yeah, I got them racks on me split it with my besties
I’ma let you know now you can never check me
Where you wanna go now, let a nigga test me
Let a nigga test me (oh yeah)
Let a nigga test me (oh yeah), let a nigga test me (oh yeah)
Let a nigga test me, (oh yeah) let a nigga test me
Let a nigga check me, please don’t disrespect me
Pull up in the with dracos, and M3's
Now she in my bedsheets, I took her and her bestie
She gon' take her shit off and suck me in the Bentley
No I’n not a lefty, she just wanna me
Pour another four yeah, I only want the tech please
I’ve been on my own man shit be getting messy
home man, let a nigga test me
Let a nigga test me, let a nigga test me
Let a nigga test me, let a nigga test me
Test me scantron pay let
number two pens
Roll up my sleeves like a big dog, you a
Your gay, I don’t drink tea
I just got your main hoe stay drinking one
show my bitch give her first place
It a race, but I’m fast pace
Hair white, just saying, ocho with my instinct
Cocaine, alright, make you all mine
Click clack, from the .45
MILF bitch, just turned 45
She too old to drive, but she suck and drive
Yeah, I got that bag on me you can call it hefty
Yeah, I got them racks on me split it with my besties
I’ma let you know now you can never check me
Where you wanna go now, let a nigga test me
Let a nigga test me (oh yeah)
Let a nigga test me (oh yeah), let a nigga test me (oh yeah)
Let a nigga test me, (oh yeah) let a nigga test me