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tesla
2
Hip-Hop/Rap
tesla è stato pubblicato il 18 ottobre 2025 da Xpunkmade come parte dell'album tesla - Single
album cover
Data di uscita18 ottobre 2025
EtichettaXpunkmade
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM78

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
slicko
slicko
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ty Gravis
Ty Gravis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
19thou
19thou
Producer

Testi

Just popped a Tesla, no Elon Musk
In Tokyo, all neon
Stick primetime like Deion, I let that shit bust
Hop out, big black truck
I got big racks, he got none
G-lock kick back, hit that, tell no one
Go tell the teller I want some
I go Helen Keller, see no evil, just want cheddar
Leave 'em dead, leave 'em withered
Dior sweater match my slippers
One in the head, blade on the stick, bitch
Too slick, sick like Jack the Ripper
Too lit, blicked up, clutch that pole, woah, just like a stripper
Bag full of haze too brazy
His red eye too lazy, my red eye too fast
Shoota got dead eye, he can't lack
Deadshot, headshot, do him bad
Bad bitch tits out, pull my wrist out, Margy deadstocks cost a bag
Pop that X, pop that molly pill, my lil' one tote that Gat
SRT wide body kit, I paint that shit matte black
Paint my nails white just to match the fit
But my shoes matchin' the Mac
New Balmain jeans
Slit my wrists to match the tee
Pierced my lungs so I can't breathe
Pay that fee, I got C-C-C's, count up C-notes
Told that bad bitch bring her friends in
I'm whippin' that Benz, got three hoes
Too hot, blue dot, trap off the three phones
Twin got three stripes, no Ozweego
Make a beeline for that bag, let's run up, gunnin' for that kilo
Cut up bitch, told that bitch shut up
Roll them runts up then just leave ho
Out in Cali for the weekend with Beken, can't get no sleep ho
Black out wasted, face it, pass that bitch
Stack racks up, blue and green ho
Got that pink slip on the AMG
Keep that K just like a scene ho
Put that beam right through that peephole
Ice all in my veins like DLo
Like DLo bitch, fuck you talmbout
Just popped a Tesla, no Elon Musk
In Tokyo, all neon
Stick primetime like Deion, I let that shit buss
Hop out, big black truck
I got big racks, he got none
G-lock kick back, hit that, tell no one
Go tell the teller I want sums
I go Helen Keller, see no evil, just want cheddar
Leave 'em dead, leave 'em withered
Dior sweater match my slippers
One in the head, blade on the stick, bitch
Too slick, sick like Jack the Ripper
Too lit blicked up, clutch that pole, woah, just like a stripper
Written by: Ty Gravis
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