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ace og & a.j. smith (mega shadow) - og smith lyrics

[intro: ace og & a.j. smith]
yo
eazi+klu, this beat be bangin’
ayo, i got a.j. smith in the studio, bro (ayy)
yo, we ’bout to f+ckin’ go hard in this b+tch
kruttz, cut that sh+t up, man
a.j. smith back in the studio, b+tch
you know what i’m sayin’?
rap god season, ho, you know what i’m sayin’?
b+tch, ayy

[verse 1: ace og, a.j. smith]
old money, new hoe
dope comin’ off the boat (ayy)
b+tch i’m comin’ in with that flow (yeah)
and you know we want all the smoke (huh)
thot hoe want a f+cking photo (what)
she tryna ++++, tryna deep throat (h+ll naw)
i’m cookin’ dope like some popeyes (dope)
i don’t do that sh+t but i sell it tho (yeah)
i’m tryna make some bread, tryna make some dough (huh)
but i can’t do that ’cause i rap off beat (what, huh)
if you ain’t gettin’ money, don’t be saying nothin’ (nah)
y’all be thinkin’ y’all are so funny (yeah)
my last b+tch was too borin’, so i kicked her out and i went dummy (b+tch)
all this lean f+ckin’ up my stummy (lean)
smoke a blunt, then i shoot in his tummy (bah, bah)
f+cked the audi up with the audemar, i don’t even know how i’m not dead (skrrt)
parked the new ferrari, got the cartiers sittin’ on my forehead (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i just wanna start a party, don’t wanna start a riot (nah)
he a p+ssy wigga, d+mn he tried it (d+mn)
dope boy on the block like i’m keef (what)
kick in the door, they done got the chief (huh, ayy)
roll up some weed, start another beef, you know eazi+klu on the beat (ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, b+tch)
beat a wigga up like mr. t (mr. t)
this b+tch attached to me like a flea (like a flea)
a.j. don’t even got a tv (h+ll naw)
b+tch we gang, a.j. and og (a.j. smith)
ride on the wave like a jet ski (ace og)
all my diamonds like water from a sink (ayy) (b+tch)
[verse 2: a.j. smith]
yo, it’s a.j. smith, you remember me b+tch?
yeah, i know it’s been a minute, and you know my car be lit (skrrt)
y’all thought i was quittin’, now we back in business (yeah)
i used to club around, but now i’m on the courtyard ballin’, sh+t
i+ i got some bad ass b+tches comin’ straight from chile
ain’t nothin’ to worry about ’cause that place ain’t chilly
all these hoes be spicy and so hot like some chili
but i love my pokul so much that i gave it a wet w+lly (pokulee)
i be with my homies, we be indian gang
y’all be acting phony, tryna talk that slang
imma go crazy, crazy like i’m rambo
you got a mustang, b+tch i got a lambo (ayy)

[verse 3: ace og & a.j. smith]
smokin’ another sack (sack), countin’ all these racks (racks)
i ride around in a mercedes (yeah), runnin’ up all these laps (skrrt)
you the f+ckin’ whopper (huh), i’m the big mac (yeah)
you get what i’m tryna say, i’m tryna say you ass (d+mn)
i got a brand new b+tch (b+tch), and she super bossy (yeah)
i was with your b+tch last night, she was actin’ saucy (huh)
wait a minute, a.j., why you cheatin’ with my b+tch? (why?)
ah sh+t, oops i did it again, and i’m not sorry?
anyway, rockin’ all these chains now, i ain’t playin’ (i ain’t playin’)
b+tch done want a taco (huh), we ain’t buffetin’ (nah)
my ho, she be slayin’ (she be slayin’), teen titans, raven (ayy)
call me sheck wes ’cause all i say is b+tch, b+tch (b+tch)
[verse 4: a.j. smith & ace og]
tunaka tunaka tuna, tunaka tunaka tuna
tunaka tunaka tuna, i f+cked your b+tch (yeah)
oh wait, i’m g+y, what?
courtyard banana split? (yo)
makin’ piano covers and no one gives a sh+t
jam sessions with my friends somewhere over the rainbow (man, man)
man i look like steve harvey, i could have a game show
put your snitch ass on that b+tch, “who wants to be a ho?” (ayy)
indians got youtube figured out, man that’s sick son (oh, baby daddy)
ace og sounded like ronald mcdonald on “no fun”
shut the h+ll up (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
when we get in that ring, you ’bout to get slapped
after that you finna be handicapped, b+tch
people think i can’t rap, i’m from kerala, that’s that cap
(ayy)

[outro: ace og]
(that sh+t was hard, bro)

- ace og a j smith mega shadow lyrics

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