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ace og – charms lyrics

charms lyrics
[intro: ace og]
turn me up
yeah, what, h+llo?

[verse 1: ace og]
(yeah)
hop off a wigga jet, ain’t even his
b+tch ass junkie, he owe me sh+t (what)
rich ass junkie, that ain’t him (ayy, what)
i’m gon’ f+ck on all these b+tches (smash)
i’m gon’ f+ck on all these b+tches (smash, b+tch)
yeah, pull out, can’t have kids (nah)
yeah, pull up, the f+ck is this? (huh)
got these hoes playin’ peekaboo (peekaboo)
catch you slippin’, i’ma go sneak a boo (yeah)
my car be yellow, the headlights red, that b+tch be lookin’ like pikachu (skrrt)
b+tch suckin’ d+ck, make her drool (what)
might even nut in her pool (huh)
walk around with forty jewels (bih)
all my diamonds icy, man, i’m feelin’ so cool (woo)

[chorus: ace og & pri$e]
my b+tch got keys to the car (skrrt)
but it’s not a push+to+start (push+to+start, push+to+start)
man, i go so hard (huh)
all my chains filled with charms, yeah (ayy, ayy)
b+tch, you know i got bars, yeah (woo)
i’ma go up to the charts, yeah (up to the—), yeah (what)
i had to ice out my charm (yeah), yeah (huh)
i had to ice out my arm (ayy)
my b+tch got keys to the car (skrrt)
but it’s not a push+to+start (push+to+start, push+to+start)
man, i go so hard (huh)
all my chains filled with charms, yeah (ayy, ayy)
b+tch, you know i got bars, yeah (woo, yeah)
i’ma go up to the charts, yeah (up to the—, yeah), yeah (what)
i had to ice out my charm (yeah), yeah (huh)
i had to ice out my arm (ayy)
[verse 2: pri$e]
i’ll do whatever for my gang
sayin’ they love me, don’t know my name
ain’t worried ’bout it, i let it bang
n+gga don’t know i come straight from the streets
yeah, i came straight with the heat
yeah, n+gga, i’m spittin’ my flame
yeah, rich and i be buyin’ ’em rings
yeah, no, you can’t get nothin’
yeah, n+ggas so mad, they bluffin’, thirty+eight shots ain’t nothin’
i shoot like i’m scotty pippen with hawkeye precision
you n+ggas know i don’t do no missin’
don’t do no talkin’, i ain’t for the chit+chat
go pop a tic tac and go talk to god about it
i gotta ball ’cause i’m way too autopilot
yeah, these n+ggas say i’m on “flight mode”
i got money, i just let go
pull up on n+ggas, i feel like the g.o.a.t
diamonds on me, b+tch, you know how it go
sayin’ she love me, i said “oh no”
look at me runnin’, i run to the bros
i got this money, you know how it goes, yeah, yeah, yeah
i drive fast, i switch my lanes
don’t give a f+ck, i ’bout that thing
n+ggas say he gon’ hop out, bang
don’t give a f+ck, like what you sayin’?
[chorus: ace og]
my b+tch got keys to the car (skrrt)
but it’s not a push+to+start (push+to+start, push+to+start)
man, i go so hard (huh)
all my chains filled with charms, yeah (ayy, ayy)
b+tch, you know i got bars, yeah (woo)
i’ma go up to the charts, yeah (up to the—), yeah (what)
i had to ice out my charm (yeah), yeah (huh)
i had to ice out my arm (ayy)
my b+tch got keys to the car (skrrt)
but it’s not a push+to+start (push+to+start, push+to+start)
man, i go so hard (huh)
all my chains filled with charms, yeah (ayy, ayy)
b+tch, you know i got bars, yeah (woo)
i’ma go up to the charts, yeah (up to the—), yeah (what)
i had to ice out my charm (yeah), yeah (huh)
i had to ice out my arm (ayy)

- ace og lyrics

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