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Aston Martin DBX - Judeo
Four door clean, dash glow
Seat back, one hand slow
City in the rearview frame, I don't even gotta say my name
Leather grip, two tone seam
Logo on the keychain swing
Shawty see the wings on the grill
Ask me how this all feel
Aston Martin DBX, brown skin hand on my neck
Whole life used to be a mess, now the roof slide back, less stress
Aston Martin DBX, see the stars cut through the tint
Every turn feel heaven sent, say my name it hit different
Say my name it hit different
Wrist cold, on a late night turn
Cruise mode, let the tires burn
Rest all button like a heartbeat, every lane move when they hear me
Phone on mute, jet ride, gold trim run around the lights
She trace lines on the door wood
Tell me this too
Aston Martin DBX, brown skin hand on my neck
Whole life used to be a mess, now the roof slide back, less stress
Aston Martin DBX, see the stars cut through the tint
Every turn feel heaven sent, say my name it hit different
Say my name it hit different
Say my name it hit different
From the bus stop rain to the valet door
From the cracked screen phone to the marble floor
Every mile on this dash tell a story I kept
Now I press that pedal let the past get left
Say my name it hit different
