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2 much - ace og lyrics

[intro: ace og, kruttz]
half the time, i don’t even know how i did it
i just come up with some sh*t in less than a minute
i feel like drake just thinkin’ about money and women
i don’t even know what to say, let’s just start back from the beginnin’
d*mn (talkin’ that sh*t, man)
rap god season, sh*t, you know what i mean, wigga? (talkin’ that sh*t, man)
(talk yo sh*t, man, yeah, yeah)
ace og
yeah

[verse]
i can’t even lie (nah), i thought i might die (yeah)
but now i’ve been reborn (sup), now it’s time to shine (f*ck)
i’m feelin’ fine (yeah), tonight’s gonna be my night (ooh), yeah
you mess with me (huh), you’re gonna get hit with the nine (huh)
half the time, i don’t even know how i did it
i just come up with some sh*t in less than a minute (less than a minute, yeah)
i feel like drake ’cause i’m always thinkin’ about money and women (money and women, b*tch)
i didn’t know what to say (ayy), i had to start back from the beginnin’ (ayy, ayy)
you wiggas are weak (weak), y’all can’t compete with me (nah)
you wanna beef (woo), y’all can’t even rap on a beat (d*mn)
b*tch i’m elite (d*mn), and i ain’t even cheat (ehh)
f*ck a ho in a two*seater, then i go to leave and do a godd*mn feature (smash, smash, smash)
if this is an intro to you, i should probably introduce myself (intro)
my name’s ace og, i like fast cars and got them bars (skrrt)
i was born on mars and i’m just tryna reach for the stars (ha)
yeah (ha, ha), man, i go so hard
this the intro, f*ck you mean, ho? (yeah)
all my diamonds glow, yeah, they like my flow
i smoke on that dope (ooh, ooh), i don’t do no snow
b*tch, i mean coke (coke), but y’all already know (b*tch)
we got all these choppers, we gon’ load them up with ammo (brrr, brrr)
goin’ all out like rambo with the camo (with the camo)
yeah, b*tch, i’m a boss
flip that sh*t, rick ross (like rick ross)
y’all already know what time it is, it’s rap god season (it’s rap god season)
man, i can’t believe we still breathin’
smokin’ weed on the regular and we wheezin’ (ayy, that weed, man)
these hoes, they like me, i’m glad they think i’m at least decent (wait, wait)
goin’ crazy on the low (hold up, hold up, hold up)
i pull up on the scene with that dope (what, dope)
i can’t f*ck with thotties, i just dodge them like “woah” (like woah)
b*tch (huh), you a ho
y’all know y’all can’t really f*ck with the og (nah)
the only person that can f*ck with the og is me (huh)
i don’t know how that is even possible
y’all can’t f*ck with the gang (run it up), we unstoppable (run it up)
we the acme cookies, y’all are nilla wafers (nilla wafers)
you wanna be a hater, b*tch, i’m doin’ none of your favors (none of you favors)
we don’t f*ck with vapors, we don’t f*ck with vapors (we don’t f*ck with vapors)
all we ever smoke is rolling papers (got them rolling papers)
i got wiggas sayin’ i be doin’ too much (man, y’all doin’ too much)
but to be honest, i don’t really give a f*ck (f*ck)
i hear these hoes, they be talkin’ about such and such (huh)
i’ma find this b*tch wigga, put his ass in crutches (put his ass in crutches, b*tch!)
[outro]
(yeah)

- ace og lyrics

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