This is a song about "Aston martin"

We're like martin and gina

Yeah, one time for the

I see people like martin n' x

Convertibles with turbo jets

Getting gangahead in the ashton martin

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

I set free like martin, the key to the lock

Trayvon martin wore a hoodie and probably spoke ebonics,

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Reminds you of the faces, trayvon martin, jordan davis,

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love