yuke – take a test Lyrics

take a test – yuke Lyrics

(eli the bestttt!!!!)

Everybody study me like they about to take a test

I did shows in the east, I did shows in the west

I got grooves on my teeth, I got chains on my neck

Boot with the USB, yeah I got it from France

When I pulled up to France, snuck the za in my pants

When I posted from France, she hit me on the gram

“He the best that I had”, Thats what she told all her friends

I got blues, I got pink, I don’t care what you think

You a chink, cost a mink, spittin' blood in the sink

And there’s blood in my cup, that’s my favorite drink

And her shit so wet, just let me die if I sink

All these hoes love my voice, they like “lemme hear you sing”

Everybody love to commentate about me, bitch ion got no rings like Charles Barkley

No pape' smoke up in the fronto leaf

Catch me wit a sniper, posted up ina tree

I’m up 24, smoking dope in the V

Wit my nigga double V, and you know he take a G

3 times label niggas tried to sign me, ion need a label ima do this shit wit just me

Told a couple off, but baby, you just gotta trust me

Leave this shit to god, cause he the only one that love me

(elibanss)

Everybody study me like they about to take a test

I been shows in the east, I been shows in the west

I got grooves on my teeth, I got chains on my neck

Boot with the USB, yeah I got it from France

When I pulled up in France, snuck the za in my pants

When I posted from France she hit me on the gram

“He the best that I had” Thats what she told all her friends

Bitch we in a blacked out coupe, yeah i’m starin' at you

Had to reinvent myself now I feel new

I’m finna pop out in the summer wit the ice to keep me cool

Yeah this bitch said I'm rude, but she see’s me in jewels

I got the drugs off the plank, got a mule

The xan like 10 but the pink 10 so cute

Bitch you so fine, I bitch know what to do

You don’t love me, you just love how I move

You don’t love me, you love stars on the roof

You can miss me, but i’ll never miss you

Baby can’t get mad cause the trap never snooze, can’t get mad cause the trap gotta eat too

Put these racks on his head then we get em gone like seafood

Niggas really catfish, they baitin' with they tweets too

Get the block active, shoot movies likes it’s Regal

I-, Ion think it’s working we should see different people

Pull up ball up like I'm Curry shot clock, no meter

All this bitch do is dick, she a thot, she a eater

I sip lean when i’m sick, I smoke pot just to eat bruh

When they hear this song they finna run it back on they speakers

I know that in my vault, I got some heaters

I know that niggas wish I had some leakers

I see ya hoe on the gram, tryna meet her

Yeah I"m tryna take her home after the show and just beat it up

I- Ian tryna cuff one of these hoes, i’m tryna get a nut

Baby Beel he tell her what it is, don’t tell her nothing else

And I know she hate that she can see the blind to herself

And I know she hate that she can see the blind to herself

And I know she hate that she can see the blind to herself