Lyrics

(Mello made it right) Aston Martin, push-button motor (casa) Migos on the ice (yeah), anti-sober Go, oh, oh, don't get hurt Turn around and throw it in reverse (whoop) Let me see how you work You boys smokin' dirt (on Gelato), we smokin' Larry Bird Saint Laurent straitjacket, go berserk Turn around and throw it in reverse DB11, it's a 'vert (skrrt-skrrt), it goes skrrt Keep her panty droppin', ridin' shotgun like she Kurt Weavin' through the traffic with my ratchet in her purse In a Saint Laurent straitjacket, if I crash, I go berserk Overseas I need a visa, breezin' in Ibiza Tryna see me when I'm speedin', you get burnt like Derek Jeter And my Nina, she's a diva, purty like Lupita Peter Piper, pick a pussy, make her peck my millimeter Chilly on the chain but the seats is heated Shawty wanna race like I been believin', spent three G's on the sneakers Like three stripes and a slash, I'm undefeated Rick Owens, I'm tip-toein', push button, Kim Jong Rode through lookin' so cool in a old school like Vince Vaughn Vroom, vroom, nitro, hit the turbo Pour that Ace of Spades up, we don't want no Merlot Cop the coupe, drop the roof, hop out the top like I'm a turtle (ooh) Then she turn around and throw it in reverse though Aston Martin, push-button motor (casa) Migos on the ice (casa), anti-sober Go, oh, oh, don't get hurt (watch out) Turn around and throw it in reverse (whoop) Let me see how you work You boys smokin' dirt, we smokin' Larry Bird Saint Laurent straitjacket, go berserk Don't get hurt, turn around and throw it in reverse Yeah, bend that ass over, throw it backwards Moonwalkin' to the pussy like I'm Michael Jackson (oh) Make a film with your bitch, turn into an actor (ah) Shimmy ya and then she ate a pill after I get clothes from Vaccarello, I get Céline from Slimane I get packages from Paris, drop that Fed-Ex, sign my name I get runway off the runway to the runway on the plane Told you, we are not the same, see that Spyder switchin' lanes? Give it some gas, look at the dash, what is he doin'? He goin' fast Look at the whip, look at him smash Look at him skrrt, look at the cash It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a man that's gone insane He's onstage in a straitjacket, this is not a game Yeah, lit like a candle, I been too much to handle This velvet jacket's fragile, 'Kay, be careful when you handle, please (Why did you touch me?) Yeah, your hands look kind of dusty Please be careful how you touch me, in Paris, out the country, ayy Aston Martin, push-button motor (yeah) Migos on the ice (yeah), anti-sober Go, oh, oh, don't get hurt Turn around and throw it in reverse (whoop) Let me see how you work You boys smokin' dirt, we smokin' Larry Bird Saint Laurent straitjacket, go berserk Don't get hurt, turn around and throw it in reverse Turn around and throw it in reverse Don't get hurt, turn around and throw it in reverse
Writer(s): Victor Mensah, Gerald Gillum, Edgar Machuca, Marshmello Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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