Lyrics:
Teslas
Steve Nash y'all can't pass us
Get the money and bust down a necklace
They were right everything big in Texas
Fat booty bitch on my lap named Alexis
over me while I'm layin' in a bitch
Death to a snitch, get it while you can and, oh shit
Its 3:30 in the A.M.
We're just gettin' started like when I
beats by Dre (on God)
You can get hit by K (K)
K hit you, that's your last day (day)
Glock 27, that's bae (21)
Stick the 30 in it, had a baby (yeah)
a big ol' dripping hog
Teacher walks by said fuck 'em flip 'em off
Quick first step cook 'em like they chicken stock
Breaking ankles when I hesi-, step
(*girl singing in Spanish*)
[Hook - 2x]
(why), do y'all think they call us Wreckshop
(when), we mash 24/7 round the clock
(what), the difference
up in the game with a cold demeanor
Ya'll finna get swiped like stolen Visas
Fall back, ya'll dealing with a bully
Finna hit 'em with a bulls-eye like
smooth not reckless
Swing it high and ride from 'Side to Texas
Give the game up since I came up
Blew my name up check out the rhythm
make them
for plays
Probably owns a Corolla, but probably rents the Aventador
Business manager furious, like "What the fuck did you spend that for?"
Fuck y'all
We're From the Darkside Radio
This is Dave Rockin' Reel, as we take a caller
Caller, you're on the air"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, and this Roz from Newark
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
And say fuck all the niggas wit doubt You can't come wit me now
I got 32 shots in my Glock it use to only hold bout 30 but the spring stretched out
My Glock
(Let's run it, let's run it, let's run it)
Yo, fuck you, Kanye, first and foremost
For making me do this shit, muhfucker
Had to throw everybody
die
I'm a A-Town nigga 'til the day that I die
I was born down in Texas, but Atlanta were I'm made
I'ma East Atlanta nigga, boy that's just where I stay
tough
What is it? This for them, suckas
Nigga, I came from a long line of playas
That ain't scared of nar' one of y'all, motherfuckers
I see these
from this planet, abandoned by stars
That's why I'm the man with the plan for it all
I'm destined for greatness, I'm great after all, by far
Huh, I'd
I fall
They was sleeping on me imma do this till they snore
Wake the fuck up I'm the one foot kickin through yo door
Body's hit da ground I'm just
Its 3:30 in the A.M.
We're just gettin' started like when I had the van
Bought the tour bus and put some niggas in the pass
Your style good enough
remember me
Came from Italy, bellisimo, was the call
Yeah, nigga, I got Versace, Armani
All them niggas wanna fuck with me
Y’all know
I always represent my
It's one of the crazier stories we've heard of, guys (I know)
As it's unfolding it's like
Fuck Tory Lanez, okay? Now, I'm from Houston, and he's
the same yo
Fuck you, Duel of the Iron, Tony win a Oscar
Legendary rah, wicked Phantom of the Opera
Blow fish the movie's over, die with a slow kiss
(Fuck that)
How long will they kneel to heel of the state
With a foot in the face 'fore they bust back? (Bust back)
Won't be long 'fore agents
what I’ve done
Man I’m still young, living life by the gun
Bitch I rep that 661
I could give a shit about where you from
Know that you mad cause I gotta
that wap[01:51.35]Make that pussy pop[01:52.27]In it so aggressive[01:53.13]Lean wok sauce by drop and it ain't from Texas[01:55.55]You got shot nigga
tryna get rich I be balling every mf season
Foot on they neck leave a fuck nih Wheezing
All these scars but I still ain't bleeding 
Niggas ain't gangster
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