Lyrical Breakdown of Don't Test Me (feat. WiFisFuneral) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Don't Test Me (feat. WiFisFuneral)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how XXXTENTACION weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Don't Test Me (feat. WiFisFuneral)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Ya, Ya, Wait, Fuck did you mean?
I put your mama mouth right on that bean, lean
Right, dead on your knees
Bitch said he 'bout it but I disagree
Uh, yah, fuck nigga test
I put that blade in your motherfucking neck
Uh, yah, I am the best
When it come to ranking bitch I am a vet, aye
She jerk my dick she got blisters, aye
I just might shoot at your mister, aye
Sharpen my dick through my zipper, aye
My shit got stuck need assistance, aye
Beat on your pussy like Satan, aye
Light up the booth like we're naked, aye
One chopper lit, I spit donkey shit
Clean up your mouth you need trident, yeah
I'm shitting on 'em and you constipate
Fucking your daughter is my contemplate
Pussy you little so don't come for me
All of these bitches want my ding-a-ling
Not to mention but, her pussy tingling
Rub on my belly like I'm Ski, ya see
These pussy niggas think they tweak with me
Shoot up your mother for that regency
Please don't test me
Please don't test me
Please don't test me (uh)
Cut off your dick and then I feed it to your bestie (uh)
Please don't test me
Please don't test me
Please don't test me (uh)
Cut off your dick and then I feed it to your bestie (uh)