Bentley Truck - Dave East, DJ Holiday, Chris Brown

You see that B on the hood, nigga?

Yo, the Bentley truck got four doors

Yo, the Bentley truck got four doors

(Holiday season)

Yo, the Bentley truck got four doors

You see that B on the hood, nigga?

Only got two

Four door (haha, they ain’t seen this)

Waitin' for my driver to come pick me up

This foreign shit gon' fuck the city up

Got 'em in they feelings 'cause we really up (uh)

80 thousand cash in the Bentley truck (damn)

Pulled me over, think I got a brick

In my hood they tell me I’m the shit

You’ll probably find me in some private shit

With more gold than a pirate ship

Slick Rick, 100 chains on

Niggas throwin' shots but they probably miss

I’m probably with a Somali chick

She tryna find out what this molly is

Know the blue and whites hoppin' out

That’s why I put my work by the fence

That’s why I hit the percs by the bench

Bentley truck swervin', it ain’t got no tint

I used to want a 'rari, look at me now

In a Bentley truck smoking that loud

We never saying sorry, my niggas be wild

Take your chains and the watch

My momma begging me to stop

But I got a million reasons why

Semi-automatic with the stock (brrrrrrrrrrrr)

.45 in the Bentley truck

Doot-doot-doot on your block

My momma beggin' me to stop it

Smokers beggin' me to cop it

Out the pot, on the table, chop it (chop, chop)

They’ll do anythin' to make a profit

Your shit is trash, I’m not hearin' it (trash)

Louis Vuitton and Black Pyramid

Gucci or Prada or Dolce Gabbana

If it ain’t 'bout a check, I ain’t hearin' it

Expensive designer, I’m wearin' it

I used to wait in the trenches, 50 baggies on a mission

They told me I needed a therapist (uh)

You could get hit for a pair of kicks (uh)

Dice game, we gon' run it back

Treat the block like Merrill Lynch

.45 on me, don’t care where I went

Couple Russian hammers, some American

I used to want a 'rari, look at me now

In a Bentley truck smoking that loud

We never saying sorry, my niggas be wild (saying sorry)

Take your chains and the watch

My momma begging me to stop (stop, sorry momma)

But I got a million reasons why

Semi-automatic with the stock (brrrrrrrrrrrr)

.45 in the Bentley truck

Doot-doot-doot on your block (on your block)

Bitch, I’m the man with the juice (yeah)

I got diamonds on top of diamonds

And my niggas, they stay on the news (ah!)

I stay sippin', water whippin', fresh out the kitchen (brrrrrrrrrrrr)

I bought her the bag and the shoes (ow!)

And I might let my bitch drive the foreign

Mix the molly with pineapple juice

I want the pussy right now, where you goin'?

Look at me, baby, you know you won’t find nothin' better

Don’t look at me crazy, haha, you know they ain’t on my level

And girl, I’m, huh, in the Maison Margielas

When I make it rain, you gon' need an umbrella

I used to want a 'rari, look at me now

In a Bentley truck smoking that loud

We never saying sorry, my niggas be wild

Take your chains and the watch

My momma begging me to stop

But I got a million reasons why

Semi-automatic with the stock (brrrrrrrrrrrr)

.45 in the Bentley truck

Doot-doot-doot on your block

.45 on me like MJ, ooh (brrrrrrrrrrrr)

I’m at Benihana’s eatin' shrimp steak, woo (skrrt, skrrt)

In the Bentley truck with the semi tucked (woo)

Fuck those pussies, they don’t wanna see me up

Goyard, had to put the Fendi up (ayy)

Niggas with the plug, tell 'em ring me up

After the club, yo, I’m callin' your bae up (brrrr)

Takin' that shit and you know we gon' stay up

She give me face, I ain’t talkin' about makeup (woo)

Fuck her from the back, pull out the lace front (ayy)

All I ever wanted was some designer

Partner, you the Kap, no 49ers

I’ma beat the pussy, I’m Adrien Broner

She spit on that mic and I might just go sign her

I used to want a 'rari, look at me now

In a Bentley truck smoking that loud

We never saying sorry, my niggas be wild

Take your chains and the watch

My momma begging me to stop

But I got a million reasons why

Semi-automatic with the stock (brrrrrrrrrrrr)

.45 in the Bentley truck

Doot-doot-doot on your block

All my niggas rocking good, all my niggas active (yeah, yeah)

It’s 50 for a line, nigga, 250 for the Actavis, huh

Bitches they the baddest, and they just wanna be fucked right

At the after party, girl, where we get naughty, sorry

I used to want a 'rari, look at me now

In a Bentley truck smoking that loud (yeah, yeah)

We never saying sorry, my niggas be wild

Take your chains and the watch

My momma begging me to stop

But I got a million reasons why

Semi-automatic with the stock (brrrrrrrrrrrr)

.45 in the Bentley truck

Doot-doot-doot on your block