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Lyrify.me

Ace by Cash Gotti Lyrics

Genre: country | Year: 2019

[Intro]
TRAP MAFIA

[Chorus]

We  popping Rose we popping Ace
We  popping Don just gimme space
We popping Rose we popping Ace
We popping Don just gimme space
Aye 
I  said I’m feeling like I’m desperado
They said I’m shooting off the semi auto
Nigga  gon’ get it you know thats the motto
Hunnit nigga’s eating if I hit the lotto
I said I’m feeling like I’m desperado
They said I’m shooting off the semi auto
Nigga  gon’ get it you know that the motto
Hunnit nigga’s eating if I hit the lotto

[Verse]
Aye
I need that paper cause I’m moving round the clock
Soon as you get the paper watch how all them bitches flock
You know time don’t ever stop so the grind don’t ever stop
Tuck the work and throw the shirt the baby 9 is in my sock
Now that 9 is in my sock
Woah I just had to go
Call the plug I need a brick I need it for the low
Breaking down the work up on the highway I need a tow
I’m just tryna hit up where its hot and make it snow
Cause I’m just tryna split it with the fam then go split it with my mans
We gon split them bands I don’t got it we gon’ split them grams
Pointing fingers swear to god he gon’ lose a hand
I’m moving all this contraband there ain’t no way to comprehend


[Chorus]

We popping Rose we popping Ace
We popping Don just gimme space
We popping Rose we popping Ace
We popping Don just gimme space
Aye
I said I’m feeling like I’m desperado
They said I’m shooting off the semi auto
Nigga gon’ get it you know thats the motto
Hunnit nigga’s eating if I hit the lotto
I said I’m feeling like I’m desperado
They said I’m shooting off the semi auto
Nigga gon’ get it you know that the motto
Hunnit nigga’s eating if I hit the lotto
[Verse 2]

Day to day I’m on my p’s like I’m tryna move a Q
Who are you? Why you judging me you know the shit I do
Have you ever got that call that says ya mans ain’t make it through?
You prolly heard of rainy days but down my way my days are blue
Where were you?
So I’m riding on the low low
The Fetty doubling I got it on the low low
I mix the soda with the cocoa gave it mojo
Mamacita tripping papi you so locco
Before I leave the crib I tell my mom I love her twice
Cause these pussy niggas plotting and they tryna take my life
See the streets ain’t nothing nice
You could pick a fight
But pick the wrong one you gon’ loose your life

[Chorus]

We popping Rose we popping Ace
We popping Don just gimme space
We popping Rose we popping Ace
We popping Don just gimme space
Aye
I said I’m feeling like I’m desperado
They said I’m shooting off the semi auto
Nigga gon’ get it you know thats the motto
Hunnit nigga’s eating if I hit the lotto
I said I’m feeling like I’m desperado
They said I’m shooting off the semi auto
Nigga gon’ get it you know that the motto
Hunnit nigga’s eating if I hit the lotto