letra de tesla - ways
[ways]
yuh, put that tes on park
i’mma drive my car, like a f-ckin golf cart
runnin’ up them bands yuh, pockets fat like bart
b-tch i’m smokin’ on that gas bruh, n’ it smell like fart
talkin’ sh-t’ll go down, we pull up it’s war
yo b-tch pull up to my crib, she said she want tar
smokin’ on that gas pack, my bro poured a four
i been ballin’ like i’m curry, i been on dat court
ion want that hoe, ion want that b-tch
i’m for the show, it’s to the clique
i’mma get dat guap, i’mma get dat sh-t
i’m f-ckin’ on ya muhf-ckin hoe she want, on that d-ck
[zootzie]
smokin my gas and u k.o, [?] see em
we swerving sh-t you ain’t try, boy u can’t keep up
i flex these bands up in your face, u can’t believe now
the b-tches seeing all these n-ggas tryna be us
keep extended clips…
cause i’m staying shining…told i need a 5 man
you peepin’ on the goat man, i passed the eye test
used to not have sh-t, now i swear im the fastest
[ways]
yuh, put that tes’ on park
i’mma drive my car, like a f-ckin’ golf cart
runnin’ up them bands yuh, pockets fat like bart
b-tch i’m smokin’ on that gas bruh, n’ it smell like fart
talkin’ sh-t’ll go down, we pull up it’s war
yo b-tch pull up to my crib, she said she want tar
yuh, put that tes’ on park
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