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letra de one more shot - ace og

[intro]
(d-d-d-draco, bang)
ayy (gang), ayy (gang)
ayy (gang), can’t tell me sh-t, b-tch (yeah)
(eazi-klu, the coolest dj in the world)
yeah, ace og (hey, lil baby)
rap god season (what’s happenin’?), you know what the f-ck goin’ on (can’t tell me sh-t), yeah (yeah, let’s go)
don’t f-ck with us, b-tch (b-tch), don’t f-ck with us, b-tch (yeah)
don’t f-ck with us, b-tch (huh?), don’t f-ck with us, b-tch (nah, nah)
you can get hit in your sh-t (baow), you can get hit in your sh-t (brrr)
you can get hit in your sh-t (brrr, brrr), you can get hit in your sh-t (brrr, woo)

[verse 1]
b-tch, i’m a freak in the sheets (huh?), you f-ckin’ with the real og (yeah)
you b-tches wanna start some beef (ayy), just know you’ll die if you f-ckin’ with me (ayy, ayy, nah, what?)
you know i’m feedin’ the streets (woo), i’ll carry you on a beat (woah)
he think he carry that heat (baow), you bought a gun and you just got a beam (baow, brrr), yeah (brrr, baow)
that p-ssy ass b-tch, he a lame (yeah), his lil bro died, that’s a shame (d-mn)
we set up his car to flames (woo), that’s why you don’t f-ck with the gang (nah, nah)
you better give me some sp-ce (huh?), or you gettin’ a k to the face (baow, baow)
you better stay in your lane (yeah), if you don’t then we takin’ your chain (we takin’ your chain), yeah (yeah, woo)
pockets fat, ain’t talkin’ lizzo (huh?), jot it down on my phone like a memo (d-mn)
thought my bro was sellin’ crypto (what?), turns out he was hacked by a bozo (b-tch)
we loaded with extendos (woo), your ‘rari’s, they all rentals (skrrt)
finna blow up like coke and mentos (huh?), got your b-tch givin’ me that mental (hey), yeah (ayy), ayy (ayy, woo)
[chorus]
ooh, can’t tell me sh-t (huh?), i just spent k’s on my wrist (ayy, ayy)
i can’t be no b-tch (ayy), i only got one more shot (ayy), yeah, this is it (ayy, let’s go)
i’ma pull up with the stick (baow), b-tch, i’m a menace, you better go hide your kids (woah)
whenever i’m back in my city, you know we get litty (slatt), i came up from philly (slatt), legit (slatt, slatt)
look at my chains, they yellow like p-ss (huh?), the sh-t i be wearin’, is it hers or his? (what?)
nut in her mouth, then you give her a kiss (d-mn), you ain’t got that drip, you got it off wish (nah)
yeah, i’m boujee, but i still eat fish (what?), walk out my house with a strap on my hip (baow)
shootin’ my shot, you know i don’t miss (huh?), all you haters can suck my d-ck (let’s go)

[verse 2]
b-tch, you p-ssy, you can’t play me (huh?), i’m heatin’ up just like lil baby (nah)
i don’t wear caps ’cause i don’t be fakin’ (nope), shoot up your crib if you never gon’ pay me (brrr)
i don’t give a f-ck ’bout what his name is (nope), i’ma f-ck your b-tch right up her -n-s (d-mn)
know they gon’ hate me when i’m famous (ayy), but we eatin’, shout out amos (ayy), yeah (let’s go, woo)
fu-f-ck me in the car sat in the lot, ooh (i bought some–)
(eazi-klu, the coolest dj on the motherf-ckin’ planet)
i bought some wock, i got it straight from the shops (straight from the shops)
free my homies, they be locked inside the box, ooh (free lil bro)
rock gucci socks while at my spot, you know i’m hot, ooh (woo)
i’m f-ckin’ on a thot, don’t open the door, why can’t you knock? (smash, smash, smash, uh, yeah)
i used to water whip, i could’ve sponsored pyrex pots (huh? what?)
it’s hard when you tryna make it out the streets, had to get knots, ooh (ayy)
now i’m splurgin’ all my cash on foreign whips and a patek watch (skrrt, ayy, d-mn, what?)

[chorus]
ooh, can’t tell me sh-t (huh?), i just spent k’s on my wrist (ayy, ayy)
i can’t be no b-tch (ayy), i only got one more shot (ayy), yeah, this is it (ayy, let’s go)
i’ma pull up with the stick (baow), b-tch, i’m a menace, you better go hide your kids (woah)
whenever i’m back in my city, you know we get litty (slatt), i came up from philly (slatt), legit (slatt, slatt)
look at my chains, they yellow like p-ss (huh?), the sh-t i be wearin’, is it hers or his? (what?)
nut in her mouth, then you give her a kiss (d-mn), you ain’t got that drip, you got it off wish (nah)
yeah, i’m boujee, but i still eat fish (what?), walk out my house with a strap on my hip (baow)
shootin’ my shot, you know i don’t miss (huh?), all you haters can suck my d-ck (let’s go)
[outro]
(d-d-d-draco)

- ace og

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