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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pozer
Pozer
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pozer
Pozer
Lyrics
RaThaGawd
RaThaGawd
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
RaThaGawd
RaThaGawd
Producer
Manon Grandjean
Manon Grandjean
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Test man's stars, burst out the nine
There's Michelin stars where I dine
Kit kats wait in an orderly line
'Cause I got what you need, bell man, I'm online
Listen
Rap, trap, I live what I rhyme
If your plug don't pick up the phone, call mine
[Verse 1]
I don't need to say what it is, it's lit
You see who I’m with already
The whole of the gang get shelly
Score like Messi
Tryna put youts on telly
Mossberg, there's corn in a belly
Tump one and then tump off many
Pound of loud is dank, smelly
Sip bells, the wap too spenny
Bad one shaking her ass like Jenny
It look like jelly
Straight Casa Migos, she ain't tryna sip no Henny
I told her, she bad, she said that she knows already
The gang got hammers galore and more
Breaking the law
Crime does pay
Lenging out shots, non stop scrape profit
If I get nicked, got nothing to say
I'm letting it rip, do it like Beyblade
Hit shots and then fade away
I could run through a two in the blue today
And I can spot undies a mile away
They show man love where I'm from, it's heavy
And where you're from, they ain't showing you any
You rap trap but you don’t mash any
I stack cash raps, I got many
Brandish mine in the heat of the moment
Soak it, soak it, flee from the scene
Run man down in the broad of the daylight
Get up real close and sweep his feet
Stressed, so I'm smoking a cig
The sig nearly took man off of the strip, it's peak
I used to sit down in the trap all week
Prep my Qs and then scrape my Ps
[Chorus]
Test man's stars, burst out the nine
There's Michelin stars where I dine
My hotline blings, rain, sleet or shine
Kit kats wait in an orderly line
Putting in orders, cross the borders
I got what you need, bell man, I'm online
Rap, trap, I live what I rhyme
If your plug don't pick up the phone, call mine
[Verse 2]
Wait, wait, wait, wait, I'm strapping a zoot, don't care if I'm late
The whole of the gang put feet on pitch
And we all love get to the bag like ace
Brandish mine, don't care if it's bait
When I see red, no telling man, bait
Blood in my eyes like George L. Jackson
Nicked for a yeah, and then bust that case
Word the jakes think we're in the same lane
Not in the same boat, it's bait
We got snubs, g-locks and blades
The gang do a yeah, if you know what I'm tryna say
They’re gonna act like I’m not the reason they all made jersey in the UK
I couldn’t give a toss it’s calm, it’s safe
I’m tryna get paid, I don’t want accolades
[Chorus]
Test man's stars, burst out the nine
There's Michelin stars where I dine
My hotline blings, rain, sleet or shine
Kit kats wait in an orderly line
Putting in orders, cross the borders
I got what you need, bell man, I'm online
Rap, trap, I live what I rhyme
If your plug don't pick up the phone, call mine
Written by: Pozer, RaThaGawd
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