Chief Keef - Aston Martin Lyrics
[Hook]On my wrist bout 40My chain and my neck 15This Tec with me hold about 50Blow his block like whatcha say about little keyComin through very foul with a refereeThe only thing on my mind is moneyThat's why I don't know nothing when you ask me somethingBeen smoking on dope in the fastest carBought three chains from Johnny DangAnd coulda bought an Aston Martin[Verse: 1]I got weed I don't need *****esI got money I don't need friendsMe and B friends, Ben Franklin thats my best friend we pimpin'Blocks, ***** with them make us put the heat in yaWith the opsNigga I can see the G in yaCome in my houseWe got dope all up in the weed venderCome too our blockWe gone make your dumb ass bleed niggaFlexin' on niggas like a sucka ?Roll up catch an opp then we gone put racks on a niggaThen shoot up the rest of the niggasThey gone get the best of us nigga[Hook][Verse: 2]Car go skurt-skurtTec go click-clakTuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh-tuhLetta op ride down the block like its good goodWe gone tuh-tuh his windowsAnd my Glock on me case a nigga think it's macaroniSmoking on a big blunt of TookaShe wasn't on me when I was in the hood hoodNow she say she got that good goodPistols beat like KRKWe coming through day by dayWe don't want no peace treatiesWe been pouring [?] thing all day? Made me a peace treaty and we pulling off having a raceWalked in the bank with a smirkWalked out laughing awayI'm rich nowI can buy [?] or [?] *****es nowMy niggas in the field still Lam ***** niggas died***** niggas don't like how I'm living now[Hook]
