Elon Lyrics

JaZiah, we miss you

I love you, JaZiah

She said she fuck with dread heads

With my curls up on me shakin

Walk up in your trap

I turn that hoe into a vacant

A pretty boy the hardest shooter, baby

With my carti stationed

Killin' me, boy, that's your job

We send his ass on vacation

I'm quick to put my belt to ass

My 556 gon' eat his chest

Why wouldn't I bring my pistol

Hop in your spot, bitch, I got next

She said she love my fuckin' tats

And all this ink up on my neck

Spit out her mouth and lick her down

Like, bitch, I love to fucking flex

Aye, chain hittin

Pinky cost me about an 80

14K up on my fangs

We dump his ass, leave him at grady

I up my status up my blick

Like, bitch, it's true, I know it's crazy

So many fuckin' guns in here

Bitch, I'm in Houston, T McGrady

Ayy, ayy, I like my bitches basic

I don't do no extra

I whip this big body

I'ma make this fuckin' track work like a Tesla

No Elon Musk, but if I pop this X

I feel like God, it ain't no pressure

Walk up on him, press the issue

I make this bitch look like favela

Carti on, chain hitting

VVS up on my bezel

And my teeth just keep on shinin

I wrap her body like a pretzel

Run the beat and walk shit down

Where my drums and where my treble

A spaceship like Elon Musk

Cause, bitch, I'm on another level

Whip that bitch like Elon Musk

A spaceship that look like Tesla