Lyrics Yung Gravy – Whip A Tesla

Bbno$

Bbno$ & (Yung Gravy):
Whip a Tesla, spinners lookin’ kinda extra (Extra)
Find me bumpin’ up my fees, I’m sorry that I’m clever

Bbno$:
I told that mom to call me never ‘less we talkin’ cheddar
I got my money up from where it was, my main endeavor (Yup)
This money growin’ faster than myself, it’s hard to measure
I’m four-foot-two, my racks not pretty, girls, I love ’em never, woah

Yung Gravy:
Whip electric, pockets lookin’ hectic
Butterfly doors when I let your bitch exit
Look magestic, move onto my next bitch
She look 42, man, I think I’m dyslexic

Bbno$ & (Yung Gravy):
Whip a Tesla, spinners lookin’ kinda extra (Extra)
Find me bumpin’ up my fees, I’m sorry that I’m clever
Wear a cap and gown to Hell, the help just make me better
Dodge my ex’s texts (Thot), now she sendin’ letters
(Hey Alexa, hey Alexa
How many bitches can we fit in the Tesla?
Told your bitch, «Nope,» Like I’m fuckin’ Chuck Testa)
Thottie gon’ finesse so I’m namin’ her finesser

Yung Gravy:

Bbno$:
Ditch school, drop cheddar
Get coupe, change weather
This lady gotta send my money, she should call me never
Brrt, brrt, brrt, please just call me never
Double bitch, double header, Prada runners with the leather

Yung Gravy:
Switch lanes, get change, pull up with a thick chain
2018 world record for the dick game
Gravy Guinness, front flip the finish
That’s how you doin’ business when your side bitch a gymnast

Bbno$ & Yung Gravy:
Whip a Tesla, spinners lookin’ kinda extra (Extra)
Find me bumpin’ up my fees, I’m sorry that I’m clever
Wear a cap and gown to Hell, the help just make me better
Dodge my ex’s texts (Thot), now she sendin’ letters
(Hey Alexa, hey Alexa
How many bitches can we fit in the Tesla?
Told your bitch, «Nope,» Like I’m fuckin’ Chuck Testa)
Thottie gon’ finesse so I’m namin’ her finesser