Pricey Testo
Testo Pricey
Yeah
Got me feeling like a milli man
Now I'm feeling like I know man
See you let your boy hit
And theres nothing you can do now
And theres nothing you can do now
You keep watching
That ain't my g
I dont like them We just run tings
They just die hard
Baby you were a hot back then
Let me see if your spice done went up
I know you wanna holla at the kid
You should know that my price just went up
Back then they were plotting on my team
Now they know the price just went up
Oh yeah, price just went up
Oh yeah, price just went up
Look, I ain't leaving my bed for less than five bags
Take your girlfriend shopping get her five bags
Oh that's your ting, sorry my bad
But its winner stays on over at my pad
Yeah, I tried to keep it discreet
Now iv'e got channel on my d and my feet
Power got daddy's boys trying to act street
Have that Tommy turn your dad to a ghost like Tariq This a AMG wip I preed your ting that's some AMG kit
Some man just talk but they ain't on shit
Stunting on the gram won't make you rich
Check the stats VIP on my label
I was beating virgins from MSN and cable
I've got haters on me but i'm grateful
I Tell 'em take notes and they Mabel
Baby you were a hot back then
Let me see if your spice done went up
I know you wanna holla at the kid
You should know that my price just went up
Back then they were plotting on my team
Now they know the price just went up
Oh yeah, price just went up
Oh yeah, price just went up
They scream money gang but they ain't gang tho
You ain't really got it in they bank bro
Yeah we went for dinner but she a mad hoe
And you know i like to drop tings like Nandos
I was 23 with expensive chat
These jeans look Zara but cost me a rack
Shout my dons in the trap
They plashing their racks and they are shouting fuck tax
You ain't near bro, I can tell the difference from the zeros
He ain't wavy he a weirdo
Gone clear Herne Hill's hero
Money in the bank, I ain't stopping now
Nine billboards fuck it i'm a model now
Got family I don't know popping out
But that's how it goes when you're popping now
Baby you were a hot back then
Let me see if your spice done went up
I know you wanna holla at the kid
You should know that my price just went up
Back then they were plotting on my team
Now they know the price just went up
Oh yeah, price just went up
Oh yeah, price just went up
Baby you were a hot back then
Let me see if your spice done went up
I know you wanna holla at the kid
You should know that my price just went up
Back then they were plotting on my team
Now they know the price just went up
Oh yeah, price just went up
Oh yeah, price just went up
Got me feeling like a milli man
Now I'm feeling like I know man
See you let your boy hit
And theres nothing you can do now
And theres nothing you can do now
You keep watching
That ain't my g
I dont like them We just run tings
They just die hard
Baby you were a hot back then
Let me see if your spice done went up
I know you wanna holla at the kid
You should know that my price just went up
Back then they were plotting on my team
Now they know the price just went up
Oh yeah, price just went up
Oh yeah, price just went up
Look, I ain't leaving my bed for less than five bags
Take your girlfriend shopping get her five bags
Oh that's your ting, sorry my bad
But its winner stays on over at my pad
Yeah, I tried to keep it discreet
Now iv'e got channel on my d and my feet
Power got daddy's boys trying to act street
Have that Tommy turn your dad to a ghost like Tariq This a AMG wip I preed your ting that's some AMG kit
Some man just talk but they ain't on shit
Stunting on the gram won't make you rich
Check the stats VIP on my label
I was beating virgins from MSN and cable
I've got haters on me but i'm grateful
I Tell 'em take notes and they Mabel
Baby you were a hot back then
Let me see if your spice done went up
I know you wanna holla at the kid
You should know that my price just went up
Back then they were plotting on my team
Now they know the price just went up
Oh yeah, price just went up
Oh yeah, price just went up
They scream money gang but they ain't gang tho
You ain't really got it in they bank bro
Yeah we went for dinner but she a mad hoe
And you know i like to drop tings like Nandos
I was 23 with expensive chat
These jeans look Zara but cost me a rack
Shout my dons in the trap
They plashing their racks and they are shouting fuck tax
You ain't near bro, I can tell the difference from the zeros
He ain't wavy he a weirdo
Gone clear Herne Hill's hero
Money in the bank, I ain't stopping now
Nine billboards fuck it i'm a model now
Got family I don't know popping out
But that's how it goes when you're popping now
Baby you were a hot back then
Let me see if your spice done went up
I know you wanna holla at the kid
You should know that my price just went up
Back then they were plotting on my team
Now they know the price just went up
Oh yeah, price just went up
Oh yeah, price just went up
Baby you were a hot back then
Let me see if your spice done went up
I know you wanna holla at the kid
You should know that my price just went up
Back then they were plotting on my team
Now they know the price just went up
Oh yeah, price just went up
Oh yeah, price just went up
CJ Brooks, Azeez Olaitan Dabiri
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