Testo Love from Serbia - prota

Love from Serbia

Ain’t got no time for these bitches/
I’m tryna make doe for my niggas/
I went to the sto on a hoe like my daddy I told her be back in a minute/
I been out here just stacking my pennies you funny ass niggas you act like you
renny/
Niggas know on my team we be winning/
Smoking dope cause they love when I’m grinning
I got hoes from Cali to Venice/
You would think I’m in pimpin Olympics/
You think from my music I’m simping and nigga you right but it’s from plenty
women/
I like my hoes smart and ambitious/
Suck my dick while I’m cleaning the dishes/
Fuck her good then add 9 to that 60/
What I mean when I say 50 50/
Up in Houston with bitches like Whitney that see me as coke and they can’t wait
to sniff me/
I got talent you niggas ain’t sniffing and like wale said I was born to be
gifted/
Never pay her for shit we just smoke and I fuck her she know that I’m ghetto
and thrifty/
She know I get fed up with niggas that flex try to diss like they hoe won’t go
missing
But fucking with bitches too risky I get off the whiskey and look at my bitch
like she Tika on mixed-ish/
Look at my bitch like she zoey on grown-ish and mixed with ms. Kravitz these
lyrics so average I wrote this while smoking on dope cooking cabbage/
A Hamilton flow boy i can not let go got my hands on her throat got my mattress
all soaked I just flipped that shit over my red rover told that bitch to come
over
Locomotive with the drive/
Local motives to get high/
Local homies they just tryna get by/
I’m tryna get doe disappear from yo eye/
I’m tryna stack bricks funding my enterprise/
And every new bitch look at me like a prize/
I know I fuck up why you look so surprised/
Don’t ever put me on no pedestal
Get you high girl this dick like an edible/
This ain’t shit from no plug this that medical/
Switch up flows boy you know I got several sever a nigga for all of that faking
I can’t understand them hoe ways you ain’t legible/
Say you gangsta I heard that ain’t credible/
I’m a blood with degrees that’s irreparable/
In all red like I’m mr. incredible boy you ain’t special in fact boy you
terrible I get around like a merry go how the fuck I made it out boy that shit
is a miracle benching 230 to big up my physical
Tryna raise up my fiscal/
Go to get it boy I feel like sisqo/
You don’t get it always knew i was meant too/
Be that nigga piccolo with the senzu/
Perfect picture Picasso with the pencil/
Niggas copy that ain’t you that’s a stencil/
Fuck a nigga you don’t know what I been through/
No new friends I can’t trust who dun sent you/
Dust a nigga then I come back and rinse you/
Country nigga tell me kill it I’m fent to/
Gotta get it need that money when rent due/
Nigga grown all that beef can’t get into
And like it I’m well done/
And my boy need a bail bond/
From a place give a fuck bout yo age if he wanna gun we gon make sure we get
one/
Tell that nigga go get him one/
And he can’t wait to raise it at anyone/
You would think that that gun was his first son and it’s first come first
served nigga shoot a couple rounds and then they swerve nigga keep yo head on a
swivel/
They hungry as fuck need a nibble/
These baby ass thugs need a nipple/
To calm they ass down cause they wired up put some dope in a back wood and fye
it up when they die we just put our damn lighters up from a place where they
can’t wait to light up take yo chain and yo life but it’s not enough
Nigga I’m tired as fuck/
Cause no matter how much I can’t write enough/
Boy I’m sitting albums that fye as fuck/
Boy I’m hot niggas know I’m gon fry em up/
Shooting back at them niggas I’ve cried enough/
Regulate Prota g and then mount em up/
My niggas they know me they hyping up/
Don’t let them lil likes you got gas you up