​test yo luck

Don't test your luck today
It will not go your way
You make me cry each time you lie
There's not one thought behind your eyes
Don't test your luck today

I was makin' money in the back of the class
Teachers on my ass, sayin' "Billy, you bad"
I was really pipin' in the back
I was really pipin' like Peter with the pack (Billy)
I got everybody screaming, "Billy is back"
Holy guacamole, gettin' brain' in the 'llac
Holy guacamole, chase the gosh darn sack
Holy guacamole, I won't fumble the bag
I'm like, damn
I'm an outcast, y'all knew that
Try to fit in, but now I'm rich, Billy did that
Mentally unstable, down with the sicknеss
You get this
All of this money will nevеr fix this
Back on that rap shit
Just paid my taxes
I'm in another bracket
Homeboy, this a classic, okay

Don't test your luck today
It will not go your way
You make me cry each time you lie
There's not one thought behind your eyes (Wait, is it my turn?)
Don't test your luck today (Aye, bitch, I'm Sadfriendd)

Uh, and this bitch did some Penicillin
Missed an essay (?) bitch I'm dancin' up on the ceiling
Smokin' pack, so I'm high motherfucker, I got no feelings
I really don't got no feelings, so honestly, fuck your feelings (Wait)
Got a bitch in the back, and she tryna throw it back
Get the cheese like a rat
Bitch, I'm tryna make a stack (Wait)
Make it move, make it shake
Lil' bitch, make it clap (Wait)
Lil' shawty tryna drop it on my motherfuckin' lap (Wait)
At the polite motherfuckers from the gang I will destroy
Any boy that run up on me he think he got the poise
I got (?),it's a tiny little Glock it's just a toy
Red dot, posted up up on your head
I will destroy any motherfucker who really think that he with the shit
I'm a rappin' motherfucker, these bitches know I can spit
In the- in the face of these bitches
I don't fuck with rappers, 'cause they always look suspicious

Don't test your luck today
It will not go your way
You make me cry each time you lie
There's not one thought behind your eyes
Don't test your luck today