Testi That's Me - Z-Ro

That's Me

Yeah
W-W-W dot «eat my entire dick» dot net
That’s where you can reach me, bitch
Look
They don’t know who they fuckin' with
I gotta bust it if I up the shit
If I say I did it, then I done the shit
I say I do, but I don’t love the bitch, that’s me
I don’t give a fuck how you feel, that’s me
That ain’t my soldier, that’s me out in the field, that’s me
I ain’t with all the talkin', I’m gon' get you killed, wow
1 Deep Entertainment, I can afford the bill
That hate ain’t workin' on me, I am still a millionaire
I feel like I’ma get another bag right now, I feel it in the air
Foe cut my hair and I make fifty thousand dollars while I’m sittin' in the chair
And this shit I’m smokin', I promise, this shit I’m smokin' is that shit
that’ll get you there
Run up on me then you bad, motherfucker, I promise, I’m 'bout to slide ya
Might fuck around and go too hard on your bitch ass, and now I really gotta
hide ya
My young niggas outta Mo City gon' put you where can’t nobody ever find ya
You lookin' for me? Bitch, I’m lookin' dead at you, I’m in front of you and
behind ya
I got shooters over here and shooters over there, they shootin' up everything
Meanwhile, I’m in the foreign, man, this bitch so big, I’m usin' up every lane
Wanna jack me, huh? Got a bail on me, if you do, I’ma let it rang
Bitch, I done graduated, I am no longer human, just better than everythang
They don’t know who they fuckin' with
I gotta bust it if I up the shit
If I say I did it, then I done the shit
I say I do, but I don’t love the bitch, that’s me
I don’t give a fuck how you feel, that’s me
That ain’t my soldier, that’s me out in the field, that’s me
I ain’t with all the talkin', I’m gon' get you killed, wow
1 Deep Entertainment, I can afford the bill
It’s 3:30 in the morning right now, but I’ma be in the gym at ten o’clock
Street Military on my chest and Yeezys on my feet, and I will spin the block
I got regular bullets and I got irregular bullets, I don’t know what’s in the
Glock
I’ve been drinkin' since I woke up this morning, it’s almost morning again,
I ain’t finna stop
Shoutout to Mo City, Texas, I’m talkin' 'bout
, it’s finna pop
Yesterday prices are no longer yesterday prices, you fuckin' right, it’s a lot
And I was thirsty, so I gave the bartender five hundred dollars just to get a
shot
I ain’t sleepin' on the floor no more, my shit big as a middle school, nigga,
this is the top
They be like, «Is that the yellow light at the end of sex and shine?
«And I be like, «It's a watch»
And I ain’t tryna scare nobody, please forgive me, my extended clip is stickin'
out
I’m rich already, I’m just rollin' with you, I ain’t trippin' if we hit a lick
or not
I don’t want the pussy, I just want you to get the paper, bitch,
is you with the shit or not?
Me, I’m really with the shit, me, I’ll really get you hit
I hear you talkin' on the internet, you ain’t a gangster, nigga, you a bitch
Homie, you probably just mad 'cause you broke, look, I would have given you a
brick
I am the Mo City Don and you are just a pussy, I should’ve hit you with the dick
They don’t know who they fuckin' with
I gotta bust it if I up the shit
If I say I did it, then I done the shit
I say I do, but I don’t love the bitch, that’s me
I don’t give a fuck how you feel, that’s me
That ain’t my soldier, that’s me out in the field, that’s me
I ain’t with all the talkin', I’m gon' get you killed, wow
1 Deep Entertainment, I can afford the bill