Tesla

Rockstar biker chains
Roll that Mary Jane
They say love is pain
I just stay in my lane
I got that stick I'm gone spray
Go to the moon everyday
Put that shit on everyday
Thumb through them bands everyday
Go buy my momma a house
Bitch I just rolled me an ounce
Throwing them ones watch her ass bounce
Fuck up the mall we some cash cows
Nigga you dumb tryna crash bout a hoe
Niggas be fake tryna keep it on the low
Hotbox the whip with the butterfly doors
Smokin' on gas in a motherfuckin Tesla
I don't want no hoe these bitches be extra
I don't fuck with nobody, everybody be flaw
We sittin on an island she workin her jaw
You know that AP sit on my wrist
I got a bad ass toxic bitch
I spent a check up on my fit
I spent a check up on my drip
I wake up do whatever I want
Spinnin the block with the trunk in the front
All that hate you need some healing
Cut a bitch off I ain't got no feelings
Cut a bitch off I ain't got no feelings
Cut a bitch off I ain't got no feelings
My wrist froze I ain't got no feelings
My neck froze I ain't got no feelings
Rockstar biker chains
Roll that Mary Jane
They say love is pain
I just stay in my lane
I got that stick I'm gone spray
Go to the moon everyday
Put that shit on everyday
Thumb through them bands everyday
Go buy my momma a house
Bitch I just rolled me an ounce
Throwing them ones watch her ass bounce
Fuck up the mall we some cash cows
Nigga you dumb tryna crash bout a hoe
Niggas be fake tryna keep it on the low
Hotbox the whip with the butterfly doors
Smokin' on gas in a motherfuckin Tesla, but the shit electric
Smokin' on gas in a motherfuckin Tesla, but the shit electric
Smokin' on gas in a motherfuckin Tesla, but the shit electric
Smokin' on gas in a motherfuckin Tesla, but the shit electric



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Lingard
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