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Tëslas & Rovers Lyrics by Yeat Yeat
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mhm yeah
Yeah, Teslas and Rovers
If I had the Tesla, it'd be a Roadster
i'm on Mars, I'm on a rover
She said she wanna fuck me, come on over
No, no, no, don't call my phone up
Half of y'all broke as hell
Got me sick, yeah, corona
Yeah, I like my bitches rich
I like 'em older
Yeah, I see y'all smoking rocks
Y'all smoking boulders
Yeah, we going up to the
Top so they wanna copy
Yeah, chain made of ice cream I scoop, scoop
Mhm we turn them boys into soup, soup, mhm
We'll never tell you the truth, mhm
Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe
Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe
Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe
Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe
Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
I fell in love with the
Yerkie, no, y'all not fly, y'all a turkey
I watched y'all copy how I sound, bitch
Y'all some parakeets
I just want diamonds to be sitting
In a pair of teeth
I said quiet down with that chit-chat
I don't wanna hear you speak
break that bag down
Like a KitKat, yeah, and I sell it for weeks
put paint on
That lil' bitch's face
Just like the Margiela feets
took an X, I'm outer space, bitch
I been on it for weeks
go copy nobody wave, bitch
I cannot be replaced
put pointers all up in the watch
Got big stones sitting in the face
talk to the pussy-ass cops
Talk to the pussy-ass jakes
yeah, chopping it up
Yeah it's the Cayenne
You broke as hell, don't really
Got money, don't call me, declining
I bought me Arc'teryx so I feel like
Mountain climber when she climb in
Yeah, pour up the Wock', I
Might sip on the snot, sipping on slimy
Yeah, my brother he really been
Scamming a lot, Swiper, no swiping
I been getting high as hell
I'm still rich but I been shipping kale
I take this X so much, my body pale
Yeah, Teslas and Rovers
If I had the Tesla, it'd be a Roadster
i'm on Mars, I'm on a rover
She said she wanna fuck me, come on over
No, no, no, don't call my phone up
Half of y'all broke as hell
Got me sick, yeah, corona
Yeah, I like my bitches rich
I like 'em older
Yeah, I see y'all smoking rocks
Y'all smoking boulders
Yeah, we going up to the
Top so they wanna copy
Yeah, chain made of ice cream I scoop, scoop
Mhm we turn them boys into soup, soup, mhm
We'll never tell you the truth, mhm
Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe
Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe
Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe
Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe
Bitch, I'm in a 911 coupe
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
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