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Back when I ain't had shit
Just a babymama ain't had no bad bitch
I sat back watch everybody switch
Claiming ya'll real ya'll really catfish
Diamonds on my wrist really I'm dipped
Really got work so hit me on the hip
Bout to take a trip
My whole life lit
If I'm not on a plane then I'm probably on a ship
Really I'm it
A milli on it
My music on hit and it bang like a crip
Word around town in the city I'm it
Stay with a mac got fifty in the stick
Make it go click
All about my pesos
Making this queso
Pockets full of play doe aye yo
Knocking shit out call me K.O.
Never on the under I don't lay low they know
Got the punchlines call me Rocky
Pulling out the canon like the f*cking paparazzi
Five six and stocky
Thirty in a choppy
Get hit with the stick like a f*cking game of hockey
Ain't no way to stop me
All you do is copy
Counting on these takis
While I'm riding with the ocky
A little bit cocky I ain't never been sloppy
My name Ace Boog but she calling me Papi
I be
Posted on the block where the sign say stop
Busting all these knocks got me counting like a clock
And I call the shots like I'm sipping Ciroc
Better kick rocks cause I'm headed to the top
They want me to fail
They want me in jail
Feel me like brail
Getting scratch like a nail
Move like a snail
But made my own trail
Tree on the scale
Watch me weigh up a whale
I was rolling up weed
'Fore I knew I could read
Picking up speed
Watch me take up the lead
You full of that greed
That's nothing I need
I stay running shit like a f*cking stampede
Burning all this indoor
Catch me with the kinfolk
And it's going down like the window
Yeah
Cruising in a rental
And I got a benzo
Watch me hold it down on ten toes
Yeah
And I put it down like a dog at the pound
In and out of town
I ain't never out of bounds
Take me for a clown
Then I'm laying shit down
If you need some pounds
Then go and pull around
Never with the games
Never with the lames
Indica strain yeah straight to the brain
Stay up in your lane
Before you get slained
My shooters got aim
They shoot up n bang
Banding a comma
I'm planning for drama
Hand on my llama
I ran with paranas
Didn't sit in no Honda's
Did terms like Obama
Wake up in Bahamas
And shop in pajamas
I'm making my cash grow
I talk like a asshole
Hot like Tabasco
Look like I just passed Go
Snatching a fast hoe
My game like a lasso
Down in èl Paso
We letting them packs go
I'm dipped like a chip
Keep a clip on the fifth
Hop on the beat and then rip it to bits
Not giving a shit I'm sending a bitch
Not pretending a bit I'm renting a whip
We running a lick
Got a drum on the stick
Muscling shit and we bubbling quick
Selling that bass and it come with a kick
Watch your bitch cause she in love with the sick
You f*cking up
I'm on the up and up
From the bottom like an uppercut
You dont want the drama you ain't tough enough
Give you the business like a button up
Seven where I'm at
I'm a put it on the map
Throw a couple hand out you on your back
Drop a couple bands out it on your hat
All the way up and it's no looking back