Aston Martin

Lyrics

[Chorus] Hold on Too geeked outta my mind Got two phones, one for my side ho This bitch keep killing my vibe She wanna hangout but I'm taking it slow Doing magic, money up and down the floor In a Aston Martin, leather seats all over Balenciaga, mix it up with Rick Owens If it's smoke with us, we starting a war [Hook] Laughing to the bank, ha ha ha I got so much fuckin gua-a-ap Came from the bottom