yung gravy - whip a tesla lyrics
[intro]
bbno$
[chorus: bbno$ & yung gravy]
whip a tesla, spinners lookin’ kinda extra (extra)
find me b-mpin’ up my fees, i’m sorry that i’m clever
wear a cap and gown to h-ll, the help just make me better
dodge my ex’s texts (thot), now she sendin’ letters
hey alexa, hey alexa
how many b-tches can we fit in the tesla?
told your b-tch, “nope,” like i’m f-ckin’ chuck testa
thottie gon’ finesse so i’m namin’ her finesser
[verse 1: bbno$]
i told that mom to call me never ‘less we talkin’ cheddar
i got my money up from where it was, my main endeavor (yup)
this money growin’ faster than myself, it’s hard to measure
i’m four-foot-two, my racks not pretty, girls, i love ’em never, woah
[verse 2: yung gravy]
whip electric, pockets lookin’ hectic
b-tterfly doors when i let your b-tch exit
look magestic, move onto my next b-tch
she look 42, man, i think i’m dyslexic
[chorus: bbno$ & yung gravy]
whip a tesla, spinners lookin’ kinda extra (extra)
find me b-mpin’ up my fees, i’m sorry that i’m clever
wear a cap and gown to h-ll, the help just make me better
dodge my ex’s texts (thot), now she sendin’ letters
hey alexa, hey alexa
how many b-tches can we fit in the tesla?
told your b-tch, “nope,” like i’m f-ckin’ chuck testa
thottie gon’ finesse so i’m namin’ her finesser
[verse 3: yung gravy]
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
[verse 4: bbno$]
ditch school, drop cheddar
get coupe, change weather
this lady gotta send my money, she should call me never
brrt, brrt, brrt, please just call me never
double b-tch, double header, prada runners with the leather
[verse 5: yung gravy]
get change, switch lanes, pull up with a thick chain
2018 world record for the d-ck game
gravy guinness, front flip the finish
that’s how you doin’ business when your side b-tch a gymnast
[chorus: bbno$ & yung gravy]
whip a tesla, spinners lookin’ kinda extra (extra)
find me b-mpin’ up my fees, i’m sorry that i’m clever
wear a cap and gown to h-ll, the help just make me better
dodge my ex’s texts (thot), now she sendin’ letters
hey alexa, hey alexa
how many b-tches can we fit in the tesla?
told your b-tch, “nope,” like i’m f-ckin’ chuck testa
thottie gon’ finesse so i’m namin’ her finesser
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