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Billy Marchiafava

test yo luck

 

test yo luck

(album: The Start Of Something Terrible - 2022)


Don't test your luck today
It will not go your way
You make me cry each time you lie
There's not one thought behind your eyes
Don't test your luck today

I was making money in the back of the class
Teachers on my ass, saying "Billy, you bad"
I was really piping in the back
I was really piping like Peter with the pack (Billy)
I got everybody screaming, "Billy is back"
Holy guacamole, getting braing in the 'llac
Holy guacamole, chase the gosh darn sack
Holy guacamole, I won't fumble the bag
I'm like, damn
I'm an outcast, y'all knew that
Try to fit in, but now I'm rich, Billy did that
Mentally unstable, down with the sickness
You get this
All of this money will never fix this
Back on that rap shit
Just paid my taxes
I'm in another bracket
Homeboy, this a classic, okay

Don't test your luck today
It will not go your way
You make me cry each time you lie
There's not one thought behind your eyes (Wait, is it my turn?)
Don't test your luck today (Aye, bitch, I'm Sadfriendd)

Uh, and this bitch did some Penicillin
Missed an essay [?] bitch I'm dancing up on the ceiling
Smoking pack, so I'm high motherfucker, I got no feelings
I really don't got no feelings, so honestly, fuck your feelings (Wait)
Got a bitch in the back, and she tryna throw it back
Get the cheese like a rat
Bitch, I'm tryna make a stack (Wait)
Make it move, make it shake
Lil' bitch, make it clap (Wait)
Lil' shawty tryna drop it on my motherfucking lap (Wait)
At the polite motherfuckers from the gang I will destroy
Any boy that run up on me he think he got the poise
I got [?], it's a tiny little Glock it's just a toy
Red dot, posted up up on your head
I will destroy any motherfucker who really think that he with the shit
I'm a rapping motherfucker, these bitches know I can spit
In the in the face of these bitches
I don't fuck with rappers, 'cause they always look suspicious

Don't test your luck today
It will not go your way
You make me cry each time you lie
There's not one thought behind your eyes
Don't test your luck today

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