Chesca - FULL THROTTLE

Heel to the floor imma hit full throttle
I'm quick with the mouth and bitch pop bottles
Got a body and a half, lookin' like a top model
I push to the max and I push full throttle
Aww
Cut a bitch off like chop chop
Drop top cruising by the beach
Got the block hot
Pop-pop, pistol in the bag, in the saddle
I push to the max and I push full throttle
Everything you do, I do it better
I match my boots to the yacht, I'm by the marina
Diamond-studded choker, diamond rocks, get it icier
I might make that sorbet sugar pop, they cant handle her
Ooh, they can't take a bitch like me, no
Vodka and soda
I'm sippin' imported potions
He's posted up like a soldier
That boy so fuckin' devoted
He better hit it til he hurt it
Kiss my mouth and make me nervous
Push it clean and push with purpose
Rev my engine, get it purrin
I got that picture perfect body
When I ride, ride, ride
That hourglass been wreakin' havoc
From the tits to the thighs
And if a bitch wanna try me
That bitch gon' die, die, die
Not talkin' Burger Shot
But Imma eat her with a side of fries
Psychotic erotic
Evangelical, a prophet
Preach my word I'm philanthropic
I'm a saint, I'm supersonic
Super Saiyan, super cunt
Razor bladed, razor cut
I pull this bike around the block
I'm givin' life, she givin' up
You know I push to the max
And I'm pushing it right
Matte black limousine
With the lavender lights
Light work never hurt
Always keep it on sight
Light work never hurt
Always keep it on sight
Full throttle
Full throttle
Full throttle

Written by:
Chesca Raiola

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