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ac lane - whatup ft. prettymook, onfye, cisum lyrics

oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang

[chorus: ac lane]
and we were blowing weed smoke just a week ago
down bad came back tell me and we could go
i’m saying whatup, whatup, whatup
whatup, whatup, whatup
and we’re stacking c-notes but we keep it low
keeping everything else on a need to know
i’m saying whatup, whatup, whatup
whatup, whatup, whatup

[verse 1: ac lane]
stack it up til’ i can’t fit
vacations, bank trips
chase money, she’ll chase this
chase card, don’t chase liq
still rock bbc and that bape sh-t
you’re playing games i’m naismith
stay in my lane and you lane switch
i’m running route with my hundreds out
trying to turn it into a hundred more
throwing shade when the sun is out
i might cut em’ out if they’re coming close
saving up, ain’t running out
run your pockets if you run your mouth
eating good my stomach out
smoke backwoods when the blunt is out

[verse 2: cisum]
paper trail i’m on a paper route
rackades on a marble tile
count me out and i’m adding up
on the dash i get digital
sunlight moonlight all day i get spiritual
stack my money until that sh-t looks biblical

[bridge: onfye]
before i had sp-ce, before i had room
posted on the block, yeah we’re with the goons
posted on the block, yeah we’re with the goons
posted on the block, yeah we’re with the goons
put you in my sp-ce, before i had room
posted on the block, yeah we’re with the goons
posted on the block, yeah we’re with the goons
posted on the block, yeah we’re with the goons
put you in my sp-ce, before i had room
posted on the block, yeah we’re with the goons
posted on the block, yeah we’re with the goons
get low and pray for me

[verse 3: prettymook]
lying next to me she loves to lie
caressing me she loves to ride
one h-ll of a f-cking guy
i’m hoping that somebody tries
spending more keep less on me
nodding off don’t check on me
top me off more blessings please
don’t disturb no texting me
can you leave me alone
tryna have a good time why you needing your phone
and i swear i’ll need a glock before i’m needing a hoe
keep my wrist up in the pot and she keeps me in her throat
i know who let it blow that’s if you’re needing the smoke
i told her pray to me she gonna treat me like the pope
treat me like the goat
and i keep it afloat
hit me when i touch down
she knows i’m a must now
rollie i’m gonna bust down
hard to keep in touch now
my b-tch my dutch my cup brown
my fifth is tucked no run down
it’s just my luck i’m up now
coming up no come down

put you in my sp-ce, before i had room
posted on the block, yeah we’re with the goons
posted on the block, yeah we’re with the goons
posted on the block, yeah we’re with the goons

- ac lane lyrics

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