Supër Test

Song

Supër Test

Yeat · Alivë · 2021 · 2:59

Lyrics

(Diamonds came in, it's an avalanche, yeah) (Somebody call up an ambulance, yeah) (Lotta mud, lotta mud, lotta mud, lotta—) (They never heard no shit like this, yeah) (Lotta mud, lotta mud) (Yeah, let's go) (Rick Owen' my jeans, yeah) Diamonds they real, you can test 'em (Test) Foot on the gas in this Corvette, I'm pushing a hunnid-eighty I can't let up (Skrrt, swerve) Yeah, we don't play 'round, you can test 'em (Yeah) Got your lil' thot wildin' out, she over here sucking dick and taking Tesla's (Too geeked) Swear to God, that shit the best lust Who is that kid, never heard of 'em? (Who?) How the fuck did that Jeep go convertible? (What?) Yeah, hunnids on hunnids Hunnids on hunnids, we sip a whole lotta mud (Mud) I ain't running from it I ain't running from it, you can test your luck (Go ahead and test your luck, phew, phew, phew, phew) Yeah, I made this beat 'cause it's better Yeah, Homme Plus CDG sweater weather No, please, I only want the top, yeah, I only want the header, it's better Yeah, I'm with the Palm Angels, literally Yeah, I'm with the Balmain leather (Balmain leather) All this drip, it came from Italy I don't get diamonds from Tiffany (No) Eliantte, O-X-Y, I'm missing my ho (Eliantte) Oxy, don't ask why I'm tipping these folks, ooh You are not sipping on Act'-Act' Karo, deu', deuce Only ten bands, y'all don't know how to act Bitch, what do I want, yeah, the 'Vette or the 'Cat? (Ack) Yes, I get geeked every day, not a stress Yeah, I done forgot to react (React) I swear the pussy just tryna get reactions, I worry less They told me it's too much bread in my account, gotta retract some, yeah (Finna go turn the bitch up) I be in Dover Street Market, I don't shop at no Pacsun (Yeah) Yeah, y'all late to all of this shit, yeah, you still on the PS1 I'm packing these diamonds, they hit in the middle of the night, man, these bitches, them VS1 (VS1) I got my twizzy, I told him we did it, I told him it's up, yeah, it's done (Up, up) I'm addicted to stacking my riches and fucking these bitches, not asking who won (Ask 'em) Yeah, and I don't care if you wanna fuck with it, rock with it, yeah, you not the one (Bitch) Keep your mouth shut, you talking too much, you chappin' a gun (Let's go) Diamonds they real, you can test 'em (Test) Foot on the gas in this Corvette, I'm pushing a hunnid-eighty I can't let up (Skrrt, swerve) Yeah, we don't play 'round, you can test 'em (Yeah) Got your lil' thot wildin' out, she over here sucking dick and taking Tesla's (Too geeked) Swear to God, that shit the best lust Who is that kid, never heard of 'em? (Who?) How the fuck did that Jeep go convertible? (What?) Yeah, hunnids on hunnids (Yeah) Hunnids on hunnids, we sip a whole lotta mud (Mud) I ain't running from it I ain't running from it, you can test your luck (Go ahead and test your luck, phew, phew, phew, phew) Yeah, I made this beat 'cause it's better Yeah, Homme Plus CDG sweater weather No, please, I only want the top, yeah, I only want the header, it's better Yeah, I'm with the Palm Angels, literally Yeah, I'm with the Balmain leather (Balmain leather) All this drip, it came from Italy I don't get diamonds from Tiffany (No) Eliantte, O-X-Y, I'm missing my ho (Eliantte) Oxy, don't ask why I'm tipping these folks, ooh

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