ASTON MARTIN MUSIC REMIX

Lyrics

[Intro] Rrr, go (aye) [Verse 1] You wanna be about it, better be about it Got it heatin' up, I got my heat up out it Wanna hunt that money, we gon' beat him out it Tryna spin on us, then we gon' see about it We gon' shoot him up and make him leave about it I got a drum, can't make a beat about it Top Kid be killin', you better believe about it I got that money with me, I can't eat without it [Chorus] [?] I'm outside if you wanna go It be lies, murder she wrote Take it with percs, [?] We finna spin, leave him alone Roll up a spliff, [?] You got hit, now you gone Left that bitch, I guess I'm on [Verse 2] Drippеd out in Louis wife-beater, I'm finna bеat her, but Imma beat her, do you get it? I was sippin' margarita off the reefer, now I'm sippin' Trisiana with a eater On a hunt for the money like [?] I'm fuckin' a 5$tar named Taliqa Imma fuck the ho ten times, bitch I get ten jobs I don't even get tired, Top Kid gangster, Imma fuck her like [?] When she seen me she had a lil' seizure, Imma rub up on her to make it easier I'm fuckin' the shit out that bitch, but she been for the gang-gang thinkin' about keepin' her I'm finna fuck her, cuff her, Top Kid [?] I got bodies, baby, Top Kid easy On my nerves, baby, Top Kid leavy Pull up, squeeze, aye, talk it, squeeze My name is "Die", bitch, Top Kid crazy Pourin' Tris, bitch, Top Kid Weezy [Outro] (Aye, bitch, aye, bitch, aye, bitch, go, aye)