Tesla

[Intro]
Mikey, you promised!
Hey, Tony

[Chorus: AKTHESAVIOR]
Ridin' ’round with my nigga, that's the pole
Keep that for them haters, keep them plottin' on the low
Brand new Benz E-Class, I might just crash and cop the Porsche
Early mornin’, I'm right back at it, don't exhaust
Ain't a thang but some change, what's the [?]
JPG designer frames, yeah, he the GOAT
Smell your scent, you niggas lame, I don't condone 'em
Tell me, Lord, why all the realest dead and gone?

[Verse 1: AKTHESAVIOR]
When you got passion, they tell you you extra
Like I'm an addict, the formula sketchеd up
Silence a nigga, the clip likе a Tesla
I was in trainin’, I call that investments
Ain’t no contenders, they all on the menu
No [?], I'm havin’ a feast
The saga continues, but I ain't no [?], my diamonds could dance to the beat
See 5-0, I mob, I leave the scene
Keep it low, I been ridin' 'round with my, my beam
Can’t cage my soul, trap my body, still I dream
She like goats like she from the Caribbean
I stay fleek, always somethin' up my sleeve
No [?], but the package fly with me
Get big breesh, guarantee she let me beat
Yeah, lord, lord

[Chorus: AKTHESAVIOR]
Ridin' 'round with my nigga, that's the pole
Keep that for them haters, keep them plottin' on the low
Brand new Benz E-Class, I might just crash and cop the Porsche
Early mornin', I'm right back at it, don't exhaust
Ain't a thang but some change, what's the [?]
JPG designer frames, yeah, he the GOAT
Smell your scent, you niggas lame, I don't condone 'em
Tell me, Lord, why all the realest dead and gone?

[Verse 2: Chevy Woods]
Rest in peace Pop Smoke
Ayy, bad lil' bitch, I'm faded
Shot to the head, Cobain-in'
Top off the coupe, I'm brainless
I gotta keep her nameless
I got an AK, slidin' with AK, I can't do no AKA's
I'm on a vacay, and it's a payday
I don't do games, lil' bitch, let's play
Brand new coupe gone, Rollie two-tone
She wanna gather my kids, she a group home
Said you with the shits, nigga, pop out
They gon' get to it when they hop out
Got a bad bitch with me, jaded
Only fuck with upper echelon, no basic
This your chance, I'm the man
Let's make plans, girl, fuck your friends
Them little bitches, I can't stand

[Chorus: AKTHESAVIOR]
Ridin' 'round with my nigga, that's the pole
Keep that for them haters, keep them plottin' on the low
Brand new Benz E-Class, I might just crash and cop the Porsche
Early mornin', I'm right back at it, don't exhaust
Ain't a thang but some change, what's the [?]
JPG designer frames, yeah, he the GOAT
Smell your scent, you niggas lame, I don't condone 'em
Tell me, Lord, why all the realest dead and gone?