Ego Testo
Testo Ego
You don’t know who you messin' with
I got the strap that do clap, so you fuck with this? Uh
Gun my mouth spittin‘ rhymes and shit
Keep line true, never lose to no opponent, ayy
Stop being so fucking Gredy
What the fuck’s wrong?
The fuck’s wrong?
Fuck’s wrong?
VisaGangBeatz
The fuck's wrong with me?
Can’t do shit about it (Uh)
If you want it, then go get it
Find the job and yada, yada (Yeah)
If she wants it, then I have it
Sir, I beg your pardon (What?)
Then all of a sudden
I got the DM from that baby mama (Uh)
Yeah, yeah
Keep my mind cool, uh
I don’t know about the Yin
But Yang will find it soon, uh
Haters gonna hate
So I’ll teach ‘em Kama Sutra (Fuck ‘em)
At least I didn’t idolize
Some fucking merde putas (Puta)
I don’t wanna be with you, you, you (Okay) I just wanna fuck with you, you, you (Goddamn!)
Simply I don’t give a damn, fuck, hoot (Nah)
That’s my only way, my whole damn route (Way)
Go, go, Internet Flow (Go!)
Guala, dough, go (Go!)
Baby Boy road (Road!)
„Bobby Tarantino“ was the only inspiration (Second!)
Shout out to the Logic
He’s the number one, the G.O.A.T. (Goat, goat)
Fucked up my life
Not gonna lie (So what?)
But I rely on destiny and faith (Hey!)
It ain’t no way I’m as jealous as a slave (Nah)
I’m not afraid to take another step (Step)
And if I am, then this a fuckin' wrap (Come on)
I‘ma packin' up (Go), ready for the thrills (Yeah)
There's no goin' back
Co-Co-Concrete on my block made my heart colder (Ice)
Sky’s grey, makes me frown, tired of being sober
“He was gettin' lynched in the fucking middle school”
Bro, I did the thangs that you wouldn’t even do, yeah, huh
These bitch made, fake friends switched up on me
I’m risin' up from the mud, they rollin' on E (Bad, bad)
There is no more bond, no more calls and parties (Uh-uh, uh, yeah)
Too smart for that, now they feel sorry (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(You don’t know, you don’t know)
You don’t know who you messin' with
I got the strap that do clap, so you fuck with this? Uh
Gun my mouth spittin‘ rhymes and shit
Keep line true, never lose to no opponent, ayy
Draw my gun, did the „Boom-bow-bam“
I surpassed myself, God, I did it again
Other people all around me like the NPCs
My reflection in the mirror is only ten I see, yeah
I got the strap that do clap, so you fuck with this? Uh
Gun my mouth spittin‘ rhymes and shit
Keep line true, never lose to no opponent, ayy
Stop being so fucking Gredy
What the fuck’s wrong?
The fuck’s wrong?
Fuck’s wrong?
VisaGangBeatz
The fuck's wrong with me?
Can’t do shit about it (Uh)
If you want it, then go get it
Find the job and yada, yada (Yeah)
If she wants it, then I have it
Sir, I beg your pardon (What?)
Then all of a sudden
I got the DM from that baby mama (Uh)
Yeah, yeah
Keep my mind cool, uh
I don’t know about the Yin
But Yang will find it soon, uh
Haters gonna hate
So I’ll teach ‘em Kama Sutra (Fuck ‘em)
At least I didn’t idolize
Some fucking merde putas (Puta)
I don’t wanna be with you, you, you (Okay) I just wanna fuck with you, you, you (Goddamn!)
Simply I don’t give a damn, fuck, hoot (Nah)
That’s my only way, my whole damn route (Way)
Go, go, Internet Flow (Go!)
Guala, dough, go (Go!)
Baby Boy road (Road!)
„Bobby Tarantino“ was the only inspiration (Second!)
Shout out to the Logic
He’s the number one, the G.O.A.T. (Goat, goat)
Fucked up my life
Not gonna lie (So what?)
But I rely on destiny and faith (Hey!)
It ain’t no way I’m as jealous as a slave (Nah)
I’m not afraid to take another step (Step)
And if I am, then this a fuckin' wrap (Come on)
I‘ma packin' up (Go), ready for the thrills (Yeah)
There's no goin' back
Co-Co-Concrete on my block made my heart colder (Ice)
Sky’s grey, makes me frown, tired of being sober
“He was gettin' lynched in the fucking middle school”
Bro, I did the thangs that you wouldn’t even do, yeah, huh
These bitch made, fake friends switched up on me
I’m risin' up from the mud, they rollin' on E (Bad, bad)
There is no more bond, no more calls and parties (Uh-uh, uh, yeah)
Too smart for that, now they feel sorry (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(You don’t know, you don’t know)
You don’t know who you messin' with
I got the strap that do clap, so you fuck with this? Uh
Gun my mouth spittin‘ rhymes and shit
Keep line true, never lose to no opponent, ayy
Draw my gun, did the „Boom-bow-bam“
I surpassed myself, God, I did it again
Other people all around me like the NPCs
My reflection in the mirror is only ten I see, yeah
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