Aston Martin Truck

Aston Martin truck, ride the tail off, scratchin' Aston Martin truck, ride the tail off Skrrt, skrrt Skrrt Aston Martin truck, ride the tail off Vroom Had to get a new butler, four new maids to clean my house Clean my house Give my momma, my daddy, and day-one niggas a key to my house Key to my house Made five-hundred-thousand every time you see me out See me out, yeah, yeah Out in public, with the grip Grip All the fans wanna take a pic' Niggas not on my level, why you mad I fucked your bitch Yeah Had to say it 'cause you talkin' I ain't even tryna rub it in Rub it in I'm tryna make another hundrеd million Figure out how I'm gon' bring my brothers in Yeah Madе Marni poppin', we put Marni on our jeans Yeah, yeah Niggas on my dick, niggas watchin' my show, tryna see my scene Yeah, yeah I been dickin' your bitch, I been dickin' your bitch, I'm the heartbreak king I'm the heartbreak king And you went back and bought another diamond ring Ooh I'm about my money, I'm about my cake, I'm about my cream I'm about my cream I keep tellin' you niggas, I'm in love with lean In love with lean Cross on my wrist, ayy, Elliot got me right, stop I hate my Cullinan, can't fit in a tight spot Aston Martin truck, ride the tail off Vroom Had to get a new butler, four new maids to clean my house Clean my house Give my momma, my daddy, and day-one niggas a key to my house Key to my house Made five-hundred-thousand every time you see me out See me out, yeah, yeah Aston Martin truck, ride the tail off Vroom Had to get a new butler, four new maids to clean my house Clean my house Give my momma, my daddy, and day-one niggas a key to my house Key to my house Made five-hundred-thousand every time you see me out See me out, yeah, yeah I pop my shit, she topless, these niggas ain't stoppin' shit Woo, woo I keep a chopstick, don't see no competition Yeah I ride in G4, she off a G6 Woo, woo-woo Stick to the street code, can't never tell shit No, no I had a ten seats Yeah, ridin' in a Bentley coupe, okay She was in the Bel-Air crib, okay Hit it in the bed again, okay She was like, Sing for me, okay She seen a hit low key, okay You wanna vent O.T., okay You wanna be a real rich bitch, okay She say she wan' live in L.A. L.A. So I had to show her the city The city She know I'm for really, she know I ain't kiddy, she know I be hangin' with killers Uh-huh Had her hangin' with me Throwin' up Cs, lookin' like one of the members Woo, woo I never did pay for the pussy 'Cause that was not on my agenda No, no Aston Martin truck, ride the tail off Vroom Had to get a new butler, four new maids to clean my house Clean my house Give my momma, my daddy, and day-one niggas a key to my house Key to my house Made five-hundred-thousand every time you see me out See me out, yeah, yeah Aston Martin truck, ride the tail off Vroom Had to get a new butler, four new maids to clean my house Clean my house Give my momma, my daddy, and day-one niggas a key to my house Key to my house Made five-hundred-thousand every time you see me out See me out, yeah, yeah Yeah, he put dick in your bitch How 'bout that That's why you're so mad Yeah, yeah Did you pour champagne on her Did you give her a little bit or a lot of bit Yeah, yeah I like that song but I ain't know why I liked it I really like it now Yeah, yeah You, bitch, you