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A$ap Ant – Testarossa Lyrics

Testarossa Lyrics By A$ap Ant

Uh, uh, yeah, mm, mm
Uh, yeah, what, what, what
(That boy Cassius)
What, what, what, what
(Mu-Mu-Mu-Mu-Murda)

Look into my eyes, i got that molly on me (Uh)
Nigga wanna shake my hand, you not my homie (Uh)
Came a long way from eating on my lonely (Uh)
Pull up in a Testarossa with my homie (Uh)
Look into my eyes, I got that molly on me (Yeah)
Nigga wanna shake my hand, you not my homie (Ay)
Eating straight …, eating on bologna (Uh)
I pull up in a Testarossa with my homie

Foreign bitches in a foreign but they just want me
… seen me hit the gas, auto-start, no key
Me and YG in DC, twenty ounce, I pour the three
Bitches on my back, I don’t know if it’s me or my V
I’m on molly, I’m on percs, I’m on xans, I can’t sleep
Got a bad-ass bitch on the molly, she get geeked
I got water dripping off a nigga like it had a leak
How you get way in the hills? Nigga, you came from the streets
Tryna’ shake my hand, nigga you don’t know me
Me and … got that molly on me
I pulled that lean, early mornin’, but my time, I ain’t tourin’
My bitches, they bad and boujee
Don’t fuck with basic or no boring ho, no

Look into my eyes, i got that molly on me (Uh)
Nigga wanna shake my hand, you not my homie (Uh)
Came a long way from eating on my lonely (Uh)
Pull up in a Testarossa with my homie (Uh)
Look into my eyes, I got that molly on me (Yeah)
Nigga wanna shake my hand, you not my homie (Ayy)
Eating straight …, eating on bologna (Uh, Carti)
I pull up in a Testarossa with my homies (Ooh, uh, ooh)

Shorty said she caught me lackin’, ho, that weren’t me (Yeah)
I was in L.A, getting ten, just to speak, ooh (Yeah)
All my hoes a ten, ooh, all my hoes on fleek
Shawty on tha’ bitch’, wanna pop just for me
Wanna pop just for me, got yo’ thot on the leash
See my G, with no doors, so you see what she see
We got bitches on the cat, we got bitches that gon’ tap
So you better bring it back on the track, I might wack, ooh

We kickin’ shit just like that
We kickin’ shit just like that
I got Pablo on the track
I got Addie on the track
Turn up, turn up (Yeah), turn up
I just blew a bag
I just hit Saks, I just wet like Phelps
I got money bad, did it by myself (By myself, yeah)

Look into my eyes, i got that molly on me (Uh)
Nigga wanna shake my hand, you not my homie (Uh)
Came a long way from eating on my lonely (Uh)
Pull up in a Testarossa with my homie (Uh)
Look into my eyes, I got that molly on me (Yeah)
Nigga wanna shake my hand, you not my homie (Ay)
Eating straight …, eating on balogna (Uh)
I pull up in a Testarossa with my homies (Offset)

Hop in the coupe with a blonde, my bitch is so fine
She just wanna suck on me
Hundred thousand spent on a plain Philippe
She on cocaine, fuck the gang for free
I start up the car when I aim the key
I’m from the North … the gang, you see
Automatic when that trigger get squeezed
Acrobatic with the chicken and peas
I got the baddest hoes
Hop in a Lamb’, I drive the Rolls (Skrrt)
He acting bad and bold
They … that Draco when they tag his toes
‘Scuse me bitch cause I’m rich, I do not got time for cuffin’ a bitch
I’m grinding, I was …, spending my time on making these hits
She fine, but she blind, ’cause she broke and do not got shit
I done tried, a million times, to take my niggas with me on a trip
Grab the .9, grab the .9, put the silencer right on the tip
I deny, then I cry, when they told me my nigga was killed (Hey)