J Ramms - Things Need Testing
All I do is make this cash
Trust me ima real flexer
Me and my family good we're all United not Manchester
Any violations were riding out no questions asked like Alexa
I stay controlling the bud while bro bro gets busy with the presser
Jugg in and ps that's what I think of first
I was in ot putting in a mad shift while u was in a rave getting burst
I remember them days I was dead broke I used to think life was a curse
Way before I had muscle on the streets and started pushing weight onda curbs
Feds try boom off my door talking bout intent to supply
That shit was all awkward I had to make out like I'm not that guy
They was begging me to talk I said no comment I heard him sigh
Then it was back to the strip jugg in Inda same whip cah birds haffi fly
Talking about birds I just got a call for a hb
But he's asking for a tick I looked at the fone like he must be crazy
Man haffi be fam to tick or close friends lil baby
Gyal saying that she wants my lil babies I'm gassing her up like yh yh maybe
Rip to ur section u can get smoked boys deep infections
Dem man do it for the snap dem man social we just get them
Writing dem off no texting
How could Dey call my fam to squash this beef but I ain't interested
Dey ain't on wat the mandems on the things we do cud have u all resting
And ma reup is mad but I will not mention the things we invest in
I got ygs out there willing to shoot and things need testing x2
How many times have I stepped with force tryna make dem man plank
It could be one or two things with me I'll let them fill in the blanks
No we don't play no games around my side we ain't pulling no pranks
Grown now now ur boys grown up I just bop all the way to the bank
It's Purp or perp skiddup and skrrrr I say that
Budum skudum load up dudums better lay flat
And ma striker shoots like rash close or far we do it they dash
But more time tryna get cash wen it comes it's gone in a flash
Mway trips that's mileage
I forgot ma cable battery died so I'm doing up sineage
Like the tion Wayne song dem man doing up minors
I ain't talking footwear but alla da gang dem sliders
Mans got suttin dat screams real madmen with heart we force dem man to sub der team
Dey don't want none of dis bark it's nuttin but big dargs sittin with me
Stepped for ma family stepped out tryna rid of these stains like bleach
Rip to ur section u can get smoked boys deep infections
Dem man do it for the snap dem man social we just get them
Writing dem off no texting
How could Dey call my fam to squash this beef but I ain't interested
Dey ain't on wat the mandems on the things we do cud have u all resting
And ma reup is mad but I will not mention the things we invest in
I got ygs out there willing to shoot and things need testing x2
Written by:
J Ramms
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