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"mc" rob c - tesla music lyrics

intro:

[“mc” rob c]:

this is because you knew i had maserati dreams before…. i got tesla ones too

hook x2:

[robwell thomas]:

climb in my back seat, lets take a ride (ride)
all through my own town, mainly eastside (side)
out here lets get it, i got that drive (drive)
no gas is needed, teslas i’m fly (fly)

verse 1:

[“mc” rob c]

riding around in that banana
not too far from montana (that’s bailey)
panoramic for my stanzas (stanzas)
now who’s the boss mister danza, (what?!)
my dreams is hot like atlanta, (yes it is)
macbook on wheels like a phantom,(phantom)
so your dogs to heel
cause when i’m rolling through, not a free meal (put a leash on them)
i hang around some shooters, (yeah) that really know, how to k!ll (they’ll pop you!)
and when don’t play those weak games
you better come with some real aim (you better k!ll me!)
camera in my back view
you getting swept, no vacuum (i worked too hard for this!)
i’m a hot head so the car red
now touch it leave you all dead! (bang!)

hook x2

verse 2:

[“mc” rob c]

blacked out interior
your mind state is inferior, (dummy)
got a vision blurred, foggy b.s.,
my xenons make it seem obscured (that’s right)
no derailing my directive course
a force to be reckoned with, (yeah)
my gps the predicate
ain’t no fumes to be inhaling kid, (woo)
my fires stones really launder poems
when it comes to favors i never own them, (owe them)
a hard road that was traveled
team, kicking stones more than gravel, (gravel)
all electric v8 though
so you can never just hate bro (you better not hate!)
congratulate me, i made it out (made it out!)
i’m riding on this paper route! (that paper route!)

hook x2

verse 3:

[“mc” rob c]

haters trying to face us
but they don’t see this is sp-cious (it’s large)
it’s special god created (it’s special)
something, that won’t be faded (won’t go away)
buffghan and royal city
keep a couple choppers with me (right here)
one in the trunk
the other one go in the frunk (so try me!)
we bringing back that real funk
real rap, you know what’s up (yeah!)
proving you can do anything
even when the weather bring
a ton of pain, and a pouring rain (storming)
you’d this mind state a foreign thing (it ain’t)
but i’m feeling so cali blowed
but i’m feeling so cali throwed!
(it’s domestic)

hook:

[robwell thomas]

climb in my back seat, lets take a ride (ride)
all through my own town, mainly eastside (side)
out here lets get it, i got that drive (drive)
no gas is needed, teslas i’m fly (fly)
climb in my back seat, lets take a ride (ride)
all through my own town, mainly eastside (side)
out here lets get it, i got that drive (drive)
no gas is needed, teslas i’m fly (fly)

[rob c talking underneath]
this for anybody that’s ever been doubted….
people always coming at me wrong right?

[robwell]
(repeats x3) teslas i’m fly

[rob c]

i’ma watch you be broke!

[robwell]
yeah!

[rob c]

please send me to the money that’s all i want…
we gone make it….
eastside of the lo!

- mc rob c lyrics

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