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Yeah, mm
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Swish, swish
Yeah, yeah

Chorus
Yeah, testin', testin', niggas is stressin'
Puffin' they chest and Yeah, yeah, uh
Run off with they whores now they takin' shots
It feel like a Western Yeah, yeah
Now check out the drip Drip, drip
I never looked like the next man
I check out they shit Shit, shit
It ain't me, I ain't investin' Hol' up

Verse 1
Never a hater, gotta go harder, gotta be greater
A jealousy danger W
They want an enemy, gettin' this cake up Hol' up
Bitch, I don't finesse, I just put in the work
Most of y'all be in ya feelings
You grinnin' but you don't address you should put on the skrt Swish
Bitch man yeah, yeah, cut it, switch blade
Energy gotta be right Yeah
I need a baddie, fast ass
Inner jeans gotta be right Yeah, yeah
I can't be callin' her wife Nope
If she got the cake in but don't got the character
That shit could ruin your life
They wonder why I go harder harder
Comin' up, I had it harder harder
Not even daddy could feel these shoes
I'ma take ya stepfather Hol' up
Son, fuck 'em if they disrespect
Foot up on these nigga's necks
I'm a God, this a test


Chorus
Why they mad Testin'
Why they mad Testin'
All facts, no flexin'
All facts, no flexin'
Why they mad Testin'
Why they-- Testin'
Fly God, no question
No luck, just blessings
Why they mad Testin'
Why they mad Testin'
All facts, no flexin' No flexin'
All facts, no flexin'
Okay, these hatin' ass niggas tryna see a nigga swag
When you try and be your best, they gon' put you to the test like

Verse 2
Yeah, me, I don't bother nobody
Play the corner with a hottie
Damn, look at these assholes
They just wanna side eye me Swish, swish
That ain't no thing, I come from the part of the world where they bangin' yeah
Fresh off the block, I'm new to the game
Somebody tell me why they usin' the slang Why
Why they abusin' the slang Why
Man, this shit feel like a joke Joke
Rap, now they want smoke Smoke
Chain all in your throat In your throat
Brooklyn nigga gotta keep his cool
They depend on me for them jewels
Can't be actin' like no fool
I ain't changed, shamed one but they too different Yeah
Three eyes, my view different Yeah, yeah
Ghost, I be on the grind, yeah
All my reward divine, yeah
Aye, choppin' the ladder, now later if you wasn't there for the climb, yeah Swish, swish
Aye, either you hittin' or hatin', man
Y'all need to make up your mind Swish, swish
These nigga moody though Yeah, I keep myself in the studio
No fun, I twist some then take it to the head, coolio Yeah, aye
Ain't believe now I gotta show you, aye
Niggas see the come up, they start actin' like they know you
Hol' up


Outro
Why they mad Testin'
Why they mad Testin'
All facts, no flexin'
All facts, no flexin'
Why they mad Testin'
Why they- Testin'
Fly God, no question
No luck, just blessings
Why they mad Testin'
Why they mad Testin'
All facts, no flexin' no flexin'
All facts, no flexin'
Okay, these hatin' ass niggas tryna see a nigga swag
When you try and be your best, they gon' put you to the test like