Bentley Truck Video (MV)

Yeah

This life, is a lesson
(T T-tarz with those guitars)
Never put your trust in anybody
Yeah, my mama always told me my pops told bro
Hollup just listen to this song come on go
(It's fruity, fruity, fruity)

Pull up in a Bentley truck I don't wanna f*ck
Took my baby to the Gucci store she dances the milky rock
Spend like hundred thousand on some jeans she was felling stock
And I found that bitch cheated on me
I was on my knees
I hold my chest caus' I was crying
Thinking about the past when you were lying
Never put your trust in anybody
People be fake they terrify me

It started like hey girl I wanna know you
Sorry let me be the one to present my self to you
She smiled at me and her eyes just speaked
On the first date I make her mad at me
On the second date I told her what I feel
On the third date she kissed me 4real
And told me I was what she needs
Said she needs me and she took my soul
But my friends told me I should leave that ho
Never listened to anybody that's a wrong me
She keeps typing on her phone that she loves me

And baby I put you on a Gucci line
Big money talk I just want a smile
Wanna put you out of my memory
But my shawty still a part of my melodies

I pull up in a Bentley truck I don't wanna f*ck
Took my baby to the Gucci store she dances the milky rock
Spend like hundred thousand on some jeans she was felling stock
And I found that bitch cheated on me
I was on my knees
I hold my chest caus' I was crying
Thinking about the past when you were lying
Never put your trust in anybody
People be fake they terrify me

But I love her fancy talk
The way she trapping with my clothes when it was cold
The way she looks me in the eyes before a kiss
Trying to forget al this memories
But I love her fancy talk
The way she trapping with my clothes when it was cold
The way she looks me in the eyes before a kiss
Trying to forget al this memories
To tell the truth I'm a bastard too
I got a glock on me is nothing new
But I never cheat caus' I'm the realest g
Tryna f*ck with I'll show you what you need
So I skrt-off in a Bentley truck
I'm going to the space
I keep on speeding to my trumpets sound
Go go and chase your dreams
Go go and make it real

I pull up in a Bentley truck I don't wanna f*ck
Took my baby to the Gucci store she dances the milky rock
Spend like hundred thousand on some jeans she was felling stock
And I found that bitch cheated on me
I was on my knees
I hold my chest caus' I was crying
Thinking about the past when you were lying
Never put your trust in anybody
People be fake they terrify me

Yeah, you were lying bitch