"Soulja Green Aston Martin Truck" lyrics

You ever feel like nothing good was ever gonna happen to you?
[?]
You finna kill the scene! haha
Goth Money Souljuhs

Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, like I popped that, yeah
I gotta keep my head up even though it's hard out here
Switch lanes, Aston Martin Truck glowing, yeah
FN on me, poking out my jeans

I was booted up, like a nigga off that clean
They don't want no smoke, turn straight to a fiend
[?] slits on my jeans
All black on, this the Goth Money regime
Soulja Green Aston Martin truck, not the AMG
I don't know why they looking at me, like they hate on me
But I don't really care, pop my shit like the [?]

[?]
It's over
Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, like I popped that, yeah
I gotta keep my head up even though it's hard out here
Switch lanes, Aston Martin Truck glowing, yeah
FN on me, poking out my jeans