Testarossa Lyrics

I got an Omarosa who gon' hold the toaster

She ride me up and down just like a rollercoaster

Bitches huntin' for the meat like a fuckin' poacher

Tim Duncan on the culture vulture, put you on a poster

Your bitch is crazy for dick, someone should diagnose her

Prescribe her vitamin D, make sure it don't choke her

If her symptoms persist, monitor her closer

Nigga, I'm a closer, fuck pigs, I'm all kosher

There ain't no limits with all my fuckin' soldiers

I done been around the soda since Ferrari Testarossas

Since the Irish boys in Boston was beefin' with Cosa Nostra

Since Mattapan didn't give a damn who they poked up

In Dorchester, I can get a nigga throat cut

I still pull up to Simco's for hot dogs and cold cuts

I'ma go nuts, my academia's quite short But I retort, I'm Mensa-level smart, nigga

Genius-level intellect, and I ain't even turned a Magneto yet

Yeah, you vulnerable when you see a X

I profess, sir, I can get in her mind, put the bitch in check

Let's have a mansion party with all the freaks

Your bitch blew, I turned beauty into a Beast

Yeah, I Nightcrawl when I Jubilee

If it's a Storm, I bet your bitch go Rogue like a Mystique

Yeah, I'm done tryin' to play with y'all

I hope these bars keep your attention like a Adderall

Yeah, and if you skip this song, I won't be mad at all

Just don't try to double back and try to say this shit is hard

I'm really tryin' to piss you off I'm talkin' to my hater now, you need attention after all

Pride surely come behind the fall

Crash dummies be surprised when they hit the wall

It's a disconnect, dawg, no one to call

Like that one track from Snowman, I done seen it all, done done it all

Like Shawty Lo, you might think that chick's your wife, but she a ho

Yeah, she don't know how to stop when I say no

I got that Power, Shorty must've thought she seen a Ghost

Yeah, you got some rats in your kitchen, but I don't see a roach

I only bought the Raid, gotta switch up my approach

I set traps for rats with all these raps like I'm Backpack Lupe

Shit be comin' off the top like a fuckin' toupee

Think that bar's cliche? Well, touche

You niggas dodgin' questions like R. Kelly and Toure'

Funny shit ain't workin', nigga, gotta find a new way

I'm over 30, but I'm in a new wave, yeah I'm proud of the brother that I became

Mad, cause your growth is delayed I turned a page on a chapter that's goin' backwards

I'm bout that action, Jermaine'll never fit Mike's jacket

Yeah You'll never be allowed into my faction

If math ain't maffin', I'll break a whole nigga to a fraction

Punishin' every fuckin' infraction

Who the Bulls without Phil Jackson?

Yeah, turn a current nigga to a past tense

No compassion, I'm done spazzin'

Watch me make magic