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letra de intro - ace $upreme

verse 1
ace $upreme:
im looking for funds im looking for loot
my n-gg-s they lurking they looking for you
hop out the car and my n-gg-s gone shoot
run up on me got that sh-t in my boot
these n-gg-s be talkin they telling its proof
these n-gg-s be talkin they telling the truth
n-gg-s be broke and that sh-t isnt cool
i been that n-gg- since i been im school
im rolling more gas cause that sh-t it stank
i need more cash so im in the bank
i need more cash cause i need more drank
you n-gg-s is -ss dont send me ya link
been stuffin the gas and pouring up pink
these n-gg-s been -ss these n-gg-s been fake
i cut all the gr-ss for all of the snakes
then hop in the lab and smoke on some dank

wiz mack
n-gg-s be fake n-gg-s be scary
im smoking gas while you smoking erie
gotta watch n-gg-s cause n-gg-s move larry
im im love wt the streets i think we shouldget married
i play wt keys like im alicia
oh thats ya b-tch sh-t i might freak her
f-ck her one time no i won’t keep her
my b-tch she bad ouu she a diva
n-gg-s be broke n-gg-s be leaches
he wanna verse gotta pay for the feature
i was up in the field you was in the bleachers
i call up neecho cause that boy a creeper
i’m otto baby ouu the grim reaper
bust on you b-tch yeah i go deeper
i can not wife her i’m jus gone please her
i don’t get left cause b-tch imma leaver
i cut you off if you think i need ya
i came up on judson yeah right there by nitta’s
i heard that he swiping we taking his visa
yeah you sucked my d-ck no you can’t hit my reefer

verse 2
ace $upreme:
yeah she sucked my d-ck yeah that b-tch is a eater
i don’t wanna talk or wanna text or wanna meet ya
blowing my phone up b-tch imma delete ya
i pray to my demons you pray to a preacher
they calling me grim i feel like the reaper
i can put any n-gg- on a t-shirt
get the work and we get it for cheaper
rob the plug now we really dont need ya
i break her back yeah i break her spine out
i spank that -ss like that b-tch in timeout
you used to check up but i got my check up and i get that money lil b-tch yeah i’m fine now
i’m in that ghost ou phantom
sh-t on these n-gg-s ou pamper
look at that -ss ou panic
i get that bag ouu d-mn it
my n-gg-s they ball while you on the benches
money it call when im in the trenches
these n-gg-s is frauds these n-gg-s is b-tches
they tell it all like they was witness

wiz mack:
2 hoes in the coupe its feeling like hooters
n-gg-s be p-ssy they tough on computers
beat up the pack im an abuser
i f-cked yo b-tch cause she a lil cuter
yo b-tch in the back giving brain like a tutor
i dont got the air drop the pack in the uber
we got fn’s we got mac’s we got ruger’s
said i can’t do no shows cause i be with the shooters uh
yo b-tch wanna kick it
im in the trap b-tch im adding up digits
i ain’t got time just to wait for no b-tches
my n-gg-s they with it they really be clicking
i ain’t gotta tell her let got be the witness
everyday i’m sinning still pray for forgiveness

- ace upreme

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