fallen thru pt. 2 - ace og lyrics
[intro]
yeah
solo, solo
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
got it
ayy, i had to give ’em a part two, you know what i’m sayin’?
ayy
[chorus]
walk in that b*tch, i be hearin’ these wiggas
and they be sayin’ rumors out of they ass
pass on these hoes like a season pass
trappin’ with the mac like i’m a comrade
wiggas be p*ssy, need a maxi pad
rockstar jeans, b*tch, i’m so rad
add up the numbers, gotta do the math
don’t really care if i’ve fallin’ through
’cause one day, i’ma find the right path
[verse 1]
2019 my comeback
hit ’em behind with a throwback
wiggas be p*ssy and they know that
all these wiggas bein’ p*ssycats
can’t f*ck with my gang and you know that
don’t f*ck around with my slatt
you can’t compete with my drip, i’m fartin’, i’m the sh*t
i wanna make some money so my family can be rich
got me a new thick b*tch, i’m swimmin’ in the p*ssy like a catfish
don’t get involved with my business, we don’t want no witness
them thots so ugly, they witches
rockstar jeans, limp bizkit
i want it to be my birthday so i can make some wishes
if i catch you slippin’, you swimmin’ with the fishes
i just want them riches, i just want them riches like it’s f*ckin’ christmas
[chorus]
walk in that b*tch, i be hearin’ these wiggas
and they be sayin’ rumors out of they ass
pass on these hoes like a season pass
trappin’ with the mac like i’m a comrade
wiggas be p*ssy, need a maxi pad
rockstar jeans, b*tch, i’m so rad
[verse 2]
wiggas just want some views, i can’t f*ck with these dudes
one day, they be tellin’ the truth, but then they lyin’ to you
don’t really care if i’ve fallin’ through
’cause one day, i’ma find the right path
d*mn, these wiggas be trash, i’m so fresh and new
i’m so fresh and clean, you can’t really f*ck with my team
pull up on the scene, i was sippin’ lean
i was with selene, she was on a bean
in a new mercedes, hop out with all these ladies
add it up, add it up, stack it up, stack it up
pack it up, pack it up, yeah
i just bought a new jacket, it was like thirty bucks
young wigga sellin’ rackets, dopin’ off some drugs
we rockin’ anything like bucket hats, after all, this is my trap
[chorus]
walk in that b*tch, i be hearin’ these wiggas
and they be sayin’ rumors out of they ass
pass on these hoes like a season pass
trappin’ with the mac like i’m a comrade
wiggas be p*ssy, need a maxi pad
rockstar jeans, b*tch, i’m so rad
add up the numbers, gotta do the math
don’t really care if i’ve fallin’ through
’cause one day, i’ma find the right path
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