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TEST ME
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Hip-Hop/Rap
TEST ME was released on October 17, 2025 by DEADPLUM Records as a part of the album TEST ME - Single
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Release DateOctober 17, 2025
LabelDEADPLUM Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM81

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
T Bribe
T Bribe
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
T Bribe
T Bribe
Songwriter
Beau Holland
Beau Holland
Songwriter
Angel Cabrera
Angel Cabrera
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
AKVRI
AKVRI
Producer

Lyrics

I walk in two in the morning
Soul searching I found a purpose
I told the reaper I'm lurkin'
I wonder am I still worthless
Fuck your diamond chains, your Givenchy's and Gucci Birkins
Got some wicked ways, nothing better than putting work in
Still the same ay, pay attention to all the chirpin'
Cycle change, dirty thriftin' I need some laundry detergent
Boutta faint ay, someone lay me down to decay
Put my memory into frames and be sure to wash out the stains
I could be a lover if you let me
Switch it to a fighter if you check me
I'd be careful watchin' watchin' where you're stepping
You must really really really wanna test me
You must really really
Really, really, really, really, really
Really, really, really, really wanna
Really, really, really, really
Really, really, really, really, really
Really, really, wanna test me
You must really wanna test me
You testin' I'm really feelin' like anything at all
Bringin' the burners, I'm waiting for the fuckin' call
Do what you do and you tryna to make it just to stall
Go with the motive, got no pity and got no awe
Gave 'em a sign, you see the health has declined
Can never look in my mind, or you'll see what's up
Givin' the enemies, got the status of a mutt
Bleedin' the legacy, never backin' till its cut
Really really, really, really, really, really, really
Really, really, really, really wanna
Really, really, really, really
Really, really, really, really, really
Really, really, wanna test me
You must really wanna test me
Pussy wanna test me
Gun a motherfucker down, I leave the seat so messy
UAV ain't runnin' from nobody, get to stepping
Fold you're fucking body in half like you off the fenty
If you wanna test me I got my brother, bride in the bright tee
With the bright beam, motherfuckers run their mouth
Until they six feet underneath left your soul right beside me
Killin' everybody yeah I do it like it's Nike yuh
Yeah yeah yeah
Really really, really, really, really, really, really
Really, really, really, really wanna
Really, really, really, really
Really, really, really, really, really
Really, really, wanna test me
You must really wanna test me
Written by: Angel Cabrera, Beau Holland, T Bribe
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