Lyrics

Okay, Keh Mani
Watch this, NBC, ****
They say it's grade A if it got some F in it (fine-art)
Newspaper, not, that just come from pressin' it (puttin' it together)
Granddaddy so pop, so did you catch him?
Me sad to say, since I was a child, this was my death-ditch (did you get that?)
She keep callin' me a dog, I just sell it (I just flick it)
Ain't no topside, I beat it, I'm Pharrell-y (I'm hittin' mine)
Three dope, three different testers, I ain't failin' (it's bad)
I'm just proud, family never see my face, where's her Kelly? (They wouldn't know they had it)
I just put a fifth of Ace in my belly (you know it)
I just beat another case, I'm in Heaven (you lookin' tired?)
Hoes say that we alike, I'm like, "Never, bitch"
Who you know made a hundred K while on tip? (I'm caressin')
Ain't no safety if you play with that deposit (for real)
I snatched a quarter off, still jumpin' like a mosh pit (it don't do it)
You'll touch it without gloves, it ain't toxic (every time), grab that Boy Lighter
Bring your gay ass out the closet
I keep passin' out these testers (bringin' that shit, bringin' that shit)
I keep passin' all these testers (bringin' that shit, bringin' that shit)
I keep passin' all these testers (bringin' that shit, bringin' that shit)
I keep passin' all these testers (bringin' that shit)
Keep passin' out these testers
I feel like I made the honor roll
Keep passin' all these testers
I feel like I made the honor roll
I keep passin' all these testers (bringin' that shit, bringin' that shit)
I keep passin' all these testers (bringin' that shit)
I keep passin' all these testers (bringin' that shit, bringin' that shit)
Where that tar, where that sifter, where them keys at? (I need 'em)
Where the toothbrush, where the blender? Yeah, I need that (I need 'em)
Use them utensils if you want, you better clean that (don't do it)
Passin' out this food like, "Just give me your feedback" (tell me what it is)
****, where that weed at? If that girl gone (come on)
I hold my plug, throw it up, I'm like, "Ear up, bro" (get it)
Israel on her, doin' what we rap
Only Lord knows, just wanna pay cash for all the money in the world, bro (you see)
Check this out, this shit chest, it ain't checkers (it ain't)
We at pass a hundred grams, all them testers (for real)
Bible, we got it like the Lord is my shepherd (come on)
Just put a half on it, everything over extra (get it)
Dross, so it's extra, mic overheat (for real)
Yeah, they think he the boss, but I oversee (so is)
I'm still whippin', he is broke, like it over easy
Still send him through the mail, we get them thangs over easy
I keep passin' all these testers (bringin' that shit, bringin' that shit)
I keep passin' all these testers (bringin' that shit, bringin' that shit)
I keep passin' all these testers (bringin' that shit, bringin' that shit)
I keep passin' all these testers, keep passin' all these testers (I feel like I made the honor roll)
I keep passin' all these testers (bringin' that shit, bringin' that shit)
I keep passin' all these testers (bringin' that shit, bringin' that shit)
I keep passin' all these testers (bringin' that shit, bringin' that shit)
I keep passin' all these testers, keep passin' all these testers (I feel like I made the honor roll)
I keep passin' all these testers (I feel like I made the honor roll)
Tell me what you need, nine times out of ten (we got it)
You know, I'ma run off with it (we got it)
I'll bet you anything, they give it ten out of ten (we got it)
I bet you all they say is that dog shit (we got it, we got it, we got it, we got it)
I can put a Benz on a Benz (we got it)
I can put a Benz on a Benz (we got it, we got it, we got it)
Small plays, I can put your mans on a Benz (we got it)
I can put your mans on a Benz (we got it, we got it)
Written by: Derrick Rendles
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