Click here for the original lyrics[Hook: DZ & Psy.P]
Excuse me, please give me a new Aston Martin
Brother, I don’t like Maserati, gimme Aston Martin
I got 50 female models sitting in my Aston Martin
Ever since I was a kid, I dreamed about driving Aston Martin
My big brothers all drive Martin
The guy in the back trunk just woke up
If you wanna do something, you gotta pay good money
Taking back the prize that belongs to me

[Verse 1: DZ]
Hello Aston Martin, my honey in the passenger seat
Meet at Tongzilin, Higher Brothers coming
I wanna be a general, counting my money on the battlefield
My bitch, Cartier on her wrist, on the dance floor like she’s playing piano
Bundle up £1.2 million with a rubber band, put it in my suitcase
Even if there’s a line for Trey Songz, I’m thinking about a One-77
Hold tight as I make a sharp turn, I’ll let you feel it when I step on the gas
Enemies should work together so they have less troubles
Olive loves Popeye as much as much Popeye loves spinach
How fast is sound recognition? Like the pressure of a pressure cooker
How fast is 350 mph? Like how fast celebrities take their clothes off
There’s only 76 cars left on the market, I don’t care about your price, I’m not selling

[Hook: DZ & Psy.P]
Excuse me, please give me a new Aston Martin
Brother, I don’t like Maserati, gimme Aston Martin
I got 50 female models sitting in my Aston Martin
Ever since I was a kid, I dreamed about driving Aston Martin
My big brothers all drive Martin
The guy in the back trunk just woke up
If you wanna do something, you gotta pay good money
Taking back the prize that belongs to me
[Verse 2: Psy.P]
Horsepower 360 units, just like playing video games
Every time Aston Martin is the one that takes me to victory
Feeling the simulation on the road, let’s go then one can find themselves
Engine’s roaring through the air, no need for a four-wheel drive
A scream from behind my back, I’m making an elegant turn
Grinding the floor, Skrr! Opponent has fallen too far behind
I’ve already made it through the tunnel, the smell of tires spreads in the air
Still, don’t wanna go to sleep, I wanna surrounded by the spotlight and camera flashes
Views outside the window are flying backward, people can’t even read the plate number
My speed is up to 305 mph, I’m the hot topic
This is why I couldn’t fall asleep, I’m staring at the sky full of stars
Hands on the steering wheel, going north to south, then there’s no if

[Verse 3: Ken Rebel]
Ay, Aston Martin Kenny Rebel so awesome
I been stacking my money, just in case times got dark
I see haters through peripherals, murder raps like a serial killer
Every bar look like thriller, I paint a horrific picture
Y'all n***as liking this rebel life, so I clearly go hard
Been meditating and plan and plotting the takeover, dog
I hit the whole boulevard
To make a flip I keep a Benz with some tints
A white girl with some lips and perky tits

[Hook: DZ & Psy.P]
Excuse me, please give me a new Aston Martin
Brother, I don’t like Maserati, gimme Aston Martin
I got 50 female models sitting in my Aston Martin
Ever since I was a kid, I dreamed about driving Aston Martin
My big brothers all drive Martin
The guy in the back trunk just woke up
If you wanna do something, you gotta pay good money
Taking back the prize that belongs to me