Lyrics Exotic - Test

Hold up
Slow down
Speed up
Catch up
Hold up
What up
Woah

Run up
Get done up
Swear

I been popping a lot of shit
Know that I'm exotic
I been making plays
Know my pockets looking sloppy
I got all the profit
You can't tell me bout no dollar
Talking bout that drama
Make em shoot you in your collar

Vvs's all up in the necklace, shawty flexing
Parking lot pimping, got the pistol for protection
Told them lil bitches I got bottles in the section
Showed them lil niggas I got thirty's on the weapon
Nothing bout you niggas special
All your hoes is basic
I'm the type to put a Rubi Rose in rotation
Keep a couple Kim K's walking around naked
Bossing on these bitch niggas
I can't even fake it
They like yeah the fight fixed
And they can not break it
I got me a white bitch
And that ass shaking
Did this shit myself
Them niggas wasn't even trying to help the boy
I ain't even built the bitch up She was already on
Oh, she was in the car, she already going
Woah, She with a star, she already knowing
Woah, told her go hard, she already going
She running it up, she already blowing it

I been popping a lot of shit
Know that I'm exotic
I been making plays
Know my pockets looking sloppy
I got all the profit
You can't tell me bout no dollar
Talking bout that drama
Make em shoot you in your collar

We was out in Vegas, made a million on that table
Me and Pluto chopped it up like judo with that lady
Back to back, back to back, back to back
Yeah that how they pay us
Holy moly, Rollie poley, put that on my lady
Nothing like you Niggas
I was never ever hating
I was chasing cheddar, I was never ever waiting
Test a go getter like Tay and Milk baby
Got some bitches trying to work for me
And I don't have to pay em (no)
Trapping out the studio
I treat it like a vacant
Ya hoe was telling lies, so I treat her like she faking
Everybody on me trying do investigation
I'm balling in these Niggas with no fucking hesitation
(Woah)

I been popping a lot of shit
Know that I'm exotic
I been making plays
Know my pockets looking sloppy
I got all the profit
You can't tell me bout no dollar
Talking bout that drama
Make em shoot you in your collar
I been popping a lot of shit
Know that I'm exotic
I been making plays
Know my pockets looking sloppy
I got all the profit
You can't tell me bout no dollar
Talking bout that drama
Make em shoot you in your collar