"Tesla Speed" lyrics
Yeah, Yeah
Deliver The Crush
In a Tesla (Yeah)
I've been on some hot shit, uh
Yeah, Ok
Hot shit, hot shit, I've been on some hot shit (Yeah, Yeah)
Beefing with lil' Faygo, boy I promise that he not bitch
Run up on me wrong, lil nigga you gon' catch a hot clip (Bwah!)
Beef over a bitch lil nigga no, I do not simp (No, no, Yeah)
I told a baby we finna swerve
If it's static, you want pressure, what's the word
I can't love you baby, kick it to the curb
I be counting numbers up like I'm a nerd
Full speed in that Tesla, ride around too reckless
She sad "Boy, you next up", I told her to neck up
I get cake for breakfast, leave a nigga headless
Yes I had to man up, turn him to a dancer
Your shorty gon' flip when she see bands, yeah
To be honest, baby I don't give a damn, No
Hit them [?], spend the bands, I ain't ran out
No you can't beat me so tell me what's your plan now?
Better not let lil Faygo catch ya, that boy go bananas
Long clip, banana, You got caught before you ran up
"How the hell he do that?" Man, I thought you knew that
Thought I was finna play with niggas, man how could you assume that
I told a bad bitch we finna swerve
If it's static, you want pressure, what's the word
I can't love you baby, kick it to the curb
I be counting numbers up like I'm a nerd
Full speed in that Tesla, ride around too reckless
She sad "Boy, you next up", I told her to neck up
I get K for breakfast, leave a nigga headless
Yes I had to man up, turn him to a dancer
Why you chasing, girl I told you, "let me go"
I'm a Rockstar, baby, can't be trusting every hoe
Said "Lil' boy, you better know", Lil' Faygo gon' get that dough
Faygo this, Faygo that, shut up and go get your own
Know why they won't leave me alone, cause they mad that they some clones
Finna take over the system, and they mad 'cause they not on
Man DK 'gon shoot the hoe, quick tip bro gotta reload
Know his shorty wanna fuck, she told me not to tell a soul, Yeah
I told a baby we finna swerve
If it's static, you want pressure, what's the word
I can't love you baby, kick it to the curb
I be counting numbers up like I'm a nerd
Full speed in that Tesla, ride around too reckless
She sad "Boy, you next up", I told her to neck up
I get cake for breakfast, leave a nigga headless
Yes I had to man up, turn him to a dancer
Deliver The Crush
In a Tesla (Yeah)
I've been on some hot shit, uh
Yeah, Ok
Hot shit, hot shit, I've been on some hot shit (Yeah, Yeah)
Beefing with lil' Faygo, boy I promise that he not bitch
Run up on me wrong, lil nigga you gon' catch a hot clip (Bwah!)
Beef over a bitch lil nigga no, I do not simp (No, no, Yeah)
I told a baby we finna swerve
If it's static, you want pressure, what's the word
I can't love you baby, kick it to the curb
I be counting numbers up like I'm a nerd
Full speed in that Tesla, ride around too reckless
She sad "Boy, you next up", I told her to neck up
I get cake for breakfast, leave a nigga headless
Yes I had to man up, turn him to a dancer
Your shorty gon' flip when she see bands, yeah
To be honest, baby I don't give a damn, No
Hit them [?], spend the bands, I ain't ran out
No you can't beat me so tell me what's your plan now?
Better not let lil Faygo catch ya, that boy go bananas
Long clip, banana, You got caught before you ran up
"How the hell he do that?" Man, I thought you knew that
Thought I was finna play with niggas, man how could you assume that
I told a bad bitch we finna swerve
If it's static, you want pressure, what's the word
I can't love you baby, kick it to the curb
I be counting numbers up like I'm a nerd
Full speed in that Tesla, ride around too reckless
She sad "Boy, you next up", I told her to neck up
I get K for breakfast, leave a nigga headless
Yes I had to man up, turn him to a dancer
Why you chasing, girl I told you, "let me go"
I'm a Rockstar, baby, can't be trusting every hoe
Said "Lil' boy, you better know", Lil' Faygo gon' get that dough
Faygo this, Faygo that, shut up and go get your own
Know why they won't leave me alone, cause they mad that they some clones
Finna take over the system, and they mad 'cause they not on
Man DK 'gon shoot the hoe, quick tip bro gotta reload
Know his shorty wanna fuck, she told me not to tell a soul, Yeah
I told a baby we finna swerve
If it's static, you want pressure, what's the word
I can't love you baby, kick it to the curb
I be counting numbers up like I'm a nerd
Full speed in that Tesla, ride around too reckless
She sad "Boy, you next up", I told her to neck up
I get cake for breakfast, leave a nigga headless
Yes I had to man up, turn him to a dancer
Writer(s): Andre Dontrel Burt, Graham Perez, Bizarius
