Whip A Tesla

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Baby no money
 Whip a Tesla, spinners looking kinda extra (Extra)
 Find me bumping up my fees, I'm sorry that I'm clever
 Wear a cap and gown like how the hell this make me better?
 Dodge my ex's texts (Thot), now she sending letters
 Hey Alexa, hey Alexa
 How many bitches can we fit in the Tesla?
 Told your bitch, "Nope," like I'm fuckin' Chuck Testa
 Thottie gon' finesse so I'm naming her Vanessa
 I told that mom to call me never 'less we talkin' cheddar
 I got my money up from where it was, my main endeavor (Yup)
 This money growing faster than myself, it's hard to measure
 I'm four-foot-two, my racks not pretty, girls, I love 'em never, woah
 Whip electric, pockets lookin' hectic
 Butterfly doors when I let your bitch exit
 Look majestic, move onto my next bitch
 She look 42, man, I think I'm dyslexic
 Whip a Tesla, spinners looking kinda extra (Extra)
 Find me bumping up my fees, I'm sorry that I'm clever
 Wear a cap and gown like how the hell this make me better?
 Dodge my ex's texts (Thot), now she sending letters
 Hey Alexa, hey Alexa
 How many bitches can we fit in the Tesla?
 Told your bitch, "Nope," like I'm fuckin' Chuck Testa
 Thottie gon' finesse so I'm naming her Vanessa
 Pull up in that Model X with your model ex
 Elon Musk how I flex, thotties in my Pokédex
 Articuno on my neck, Pikachu on my Patek
 Gravy gotta catch 'em all every time I get a check
 Ditch school, drop cheddar
 Get coupe, change weather
 This lady gotta send my money, she should call me never
 Brrt, brrt, brrt, please just call me never
 Double bitch, double header, Prada runners with the leather
 Switch lanes, get change, pull up with a thick chain
 2018 world record for the dick game
 Gravy Guinness, front flip the finish
 That's how you doing business when your side bitch a gymnast
 Whip a Tesla, spinners looking kinda extra (Extra)
 Find me bumping up my fees, I'm sorry that I'm clever
 Wear a cap and gown like how the hell this make me better?
 Dodge my ex's texts (Thot), now she sending letters
 Hey Alexa, hey Alexa
 How many bitches can we fit in the Tesla?
 Told your bitch, "Nope," like I'm fuckin' Chuck Testa
 Thottie gon' finesse so I'm naming her Vanessa
 

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Duration
02:33
Key
9
Tempo
170 BPM

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