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ace og - drama lyrics

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[intro]
yeah
all this twitter beef, this dissin’ and sh+t
the– the– the beat murderers
it’s just gettin’ out of control
synchronize
ayy

[chorus]
all this motherf+ckin’ drama start to double up (double up, double up)
i done seen a lot of sh+t, seen a lot of stuff (stuff)
it’s so crazy how some wiggas don’t even give a f+ck (nah)
they be sayin’ sh+t for clout, these rumors super sus’ (huh)
all this motherf+ckin’ drama start to double up (double up)
tryna get the pain away, filled up double cups (lean, lean)
all you wiggas tryna act hard, actin’ tough (huh)
tryna pull off all these stunts, man, y’all must be dumb (dumb)
ayy

[verse]
ain’t goin’ outside today (nah), even though i bought a new wraith (skrrt)
the– the– the beat murderers
tryna get myself out the picture, tryna get myself out the way (out the way)
they usin’ me for cl!ckbait (cl!ckbait), i ain’t tryna catch a case (nah)
sayin’ that i did some sh+t on tape, man, y’all wiggas fake (fake)
i ain’t like that, oh no (oh no), don’t compare me to pro (huh)
all this cheatin’ and twitter beef, man, i just don’t know (nah)
all you wiggas some hoes (hoes), all you wiggas be clones (clones)
all these rumors so bogus (bogus), y’all people gotta focus (focus)
i had a lot of options (options), that i could’ve chosen (chosen)
but instead, i was drawling (huh), i was goin’ through the motions
in school, my mind seems frozen, my speakin’ sounds so broken (broken)
i don’t even know where i’m goin’ with this, yeah, i’m super open
i just keep on dreamin’ (dreamin’), one day i’ll be on tv (tv)
i know these wiggas will see me (see me), but right now they just tease me (yeah)
all this ice on me (lean), i feel like scotty, it beam me up (up)
i’m cold like ice cream (huh), man, all this lean, i sip it up (yeah)
[chorus]
all this motherf+ckin’ drama start to double up (double up, double up)
i done seen a lot of sh+t, seen a lot of stuff (stuff)
it’s so crazy how some wiggas don’t even give a f+ck (nah)
they be sayin’ sh+t for clout, these rumors super sus’ (huh)
all this motherf+ckin’ drama start to double up (double up)
tryna get the pain away, filled up double cups (lean, lean)
all you wiggas tryna act hard, actin’ tough (huh)
tryna pull off all these stunts, man, y’all must be dumb (dumb)
ayy

[outro]
the– the– the beat murderers



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