The Testament lyrics

This the f*cking testament
Swerving in that tinted coupe like the f*cking president
This b*tch wants me to come over to her residence
But I ain't going over I ain’t with that loving sh*t
I stick to myself
I got my weed in a mason jar
I smoke by the pound
I don’t care what you say at all
I’m just trying to go up like a rocket ship
Don’t be talking down on me i’ll bust you in the lip
You think you’re slick?
I’ll crack your teeth and make you flinch you little b*tch
With Jay yea that’s my pimp
I’m talking hella sh*t
Yea I got your b*tch
And I’m proceeding to di*k
You think your so damn slick
You’re just a shrimp
You ain’t on sh*t
I’ve been on sh*t
So please you goofy just cut the sh*t…

b*tch want me to come over
Trying to steal away my soul
Darkness cutting close
You made me a monster