
Sobriety Test Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Ayy, Ayy
I got the vision, gotta be what I see, ayy
Let's Gooo
(A)yee, I got the vision, gotta (B)e what I (C)see, ayy
You know that King (D) in the game, like (E) ayy sports
I'm not the one, give a (F) what they say
Rollin' two (G)'s like I'm stretchin' a tre
Big (H) (I) still smokin' a (J)
Young ass nigga keep a (K) on him
I been goin' through (L)'s tryna touch me a (M)
And I'm goin' through (O)'s tryna flush these (P)s
Bro waitin' on the (Q)ue just to bust me Nene
Ridin' with the (R), new (S)R(T)'s
Bad bitch with me and her name (U)nique
You can see me shine earrings, (V)V
VVVVVVVV
Hold on
They see me gettin' them (W)'s Now all my e(X)es
They makin' my phone ring ring
She askin' wh(Y) I ain't answer the phone
Bitch, I was gettin' them (Z)ZZ's
All of my bitches, they love me to death
For me she'll do anything
You know that the hustle don't stop and don't quit
Hotline bling bling bling bling bling
She know that she spoiled, she don't gotta ask
I will buy you many things
She on her knees, cuz I got her intrigued
I'm a big dog off the leash
I'm a just do it with ease
Know that I make it look E-(Z)
Never ask wh(Y) if she leavin'
(X) the bitch right off my list
I got the vision
I just be trustin' my intuition
I get them both, spend it like fidgets
We don't be makin' the same decisions
I really did, it can't say specifics
Don't need no recognition
Whatever I say, she gon' listen
I never had to call Mr. Telephone Man Cause I keep adding up New Additions
They lose the sight of the bigger picture
Keep puttin' bitches before they riches
I never have them type of issues
She tryna tat my initials
These niggas broke, we don't have the same interest
Hold on, let me pick back up where I left off
Talkin' to my cup like I want a (W)Double you
I'm in (V)-Live, eating wings getting comfortable
They wanna (T) up, I (S) off the lot
She wanna, she wanna turn up wherever we a(R)e
All of the (Q)t's come play in the dark
Fuckin' a (P)(O), but I don't got charges
All of my e(N)emies dying regards
(M)mmmmm
Don't make me (L)OL
Everything gonna be o(K) My lawyers better than O(J)'s
Bitch, (I)eye ball like no shades
My (H)(G) by Dolce
You come and learn from me
These niggas be (F)-(E)-(D)'s
Mediterranean (C)Sea
Nah, this ain't no (B)B's
Run the track (A) to Z And then I reverse it
Don't I just make it look perfect
I'm not your regular earthling
They wanna stop my inertia
They wanna stop my momentum
Know that a nigga be sprintin' Switchin' them flows
I just keep on inventing
I get a hell of a feelin' Whenever
I got the vision
I just be trustin' my intuition
I get them both, spin it like fidgets
We don't be makin' the same decision
I really did it, can't say specifics
Don't need no recognition
Whatever I say, she gon' listen
Yeah yeah