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Tesla Pill
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Yeah, nigga, smack me when you see me, nigga
Give them boys a reason to smack dirt on your lil', stupid ass
I know you don't know too much about violence (Yeah)
Gang, gang
Yeah
Tell me you a bitch, nigga, you in your diva era (On God)
Money to me ain't shit, wipe my nose with hundred bill
I was just leavin' your ho house, boy, check the Ring camera (Check it)
How the fuck that's your housewife? She still got pussy for sale (Ha)
Right now, I'm off a Tesla pill, I might have to park myself (Geeked)
Lil' bro might need a stripper name, they took his chain again (Stripped his ass)
You cuffin' a prostitute, she sellin' it out of both pants leg (Just ho)
My chain like a fire hydrant, water diamonds, monkey wrench (Ha)
Don't be mad at me, get mad at your boss, get your soul back (Yeah)
They offered the shit to me too, but I never signed, I'm too bossy for that (Nah)
Ain't stoppin' 'til I get a billy out it like Hannah Montana dad (Get it?)
I can't even be mad if they gossip about me, I hit that ho group chat (Hit all them hoes)
I'm all that they talkin' about, I'm payin' my drinkin' allowance (You know)
She givin' me brain for money, I feel like I'm payin' for college (You know)
I walk out the fezzy spot, we went up to Wafi, I'm jewelry shoppin' (Okay)
You know we the culture crew, we switchin' the watches, it's matchin' the outfit (Yeah)
Put your lil' pride to the side, nigga, you lookin' at me like a father (Hahaha)
I'm givin' out game for free, twin, I'm 'bout to start me a non-profit (I'm 'bout to start me a non-profit)
I feel like you talkin' too gangster, I'm gettin' you whacked, forget about it (He done)
The players don't want you around, you know they be fuckin' yo— (Don't say it) shh
I could fuck up how you live, lil' nigga, it's too many gangsters that love me (Stupid)
I ain't no motherfuckin' bridge, lil' buddy, 'cause I'm the one do all that crossin' (Huh?)
Patek, it might need the skin routine, I bust down the face now it's bumpy (Hehe)
That bitch that you with, she a head pro, you better not give her a tongue kiss
Niggas police and they hoes for real, I feel like I'm watchin' White Chicks (What the fuck?)
I'm in the truck like Draymond, black .23 on defense (Ayy, look)
Akorn pint like fed case, evidence, it's sealed still
You was still rappin' your younger days and I was a drug dealing gunsmith
I'ma can't be, I'ma not to be fucked with
Free lil' Sheisty, put 70K earrings without his ears pierced
And I might just throw on the G-Way chain today because that's twin 'nem
Purple bottles on us, more vitamin waters than 50 Cent crib, gang
You know what the fuck goin' down, man
Out of line, man, man
What the fuck goin' down?
I'm really hurtin' niggas' feelings, and I ain't gotta say it
They not gon' accept I'm the new king, but niggas feel this shit in the heart, man, you know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout
Ian, smack me when you see me, nigga
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