Johnny Test

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Me and my lil bro we count this dough
Me and my lil bro, we stack it up
Get them racks, I gotta add it up

Niggas be hating on your hustle
Gotta get it from the muscle
Can not fight, can not tussle
Got my pole, imma pluck u

All of this shit from the dome, the head
Run up on me lil boy, you dead
I got my beam, that shit be red
I got that beam, that shit be red

Might change my phone, my phone too fed
Bouta go listen to Trippie Redd
I fucked your bitch and she makin a mess
In school, niggas callin me Johnny Test

Living life, I’m way too blessed
Wokе up in the morning, yea I am too blessеd
Woke up in the morning, yea I am too blessed
Woke up in the morning, yea I am too blessed

Can’t hang with all of you
I just stay solo
Right on my dolo
You already know though

Johnny be chillin
Johnny be chillin
Just like a villain
Just like a villain

Most of these niggas they bitches
I get money, I’m tryna get riches
Most of these niggas not counting no digits
Most of these niggas, you know they not with it

I put “Lil Johnny” just right on my fitted
And if you don’t hunt them racks, you won’t get it
Yea they talkin alot
Yea they talk baloney

Niggas hatin alot, they are not your homies
I’m gon be at the top, you gon be below me
You gon be below me
You gon be below me

I like the way that I’m flowin
I like the way that I’m going
Take my time, slow motion
Brodie pouring wocky, yea that potion

He get fried
Brodie high
Yea he took the sky
Bouta take a trip right to Dubai

When I get racks up
Get that fuckin cash
Get them racks up
Get the fuckin cash

Get them racks up
Get the fuckin cash
I gotta small circle
It’s just me and slatt