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ace $upreme - do what i want lyrics

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uhhh uhh (me be honest)
uhhh uhh (me be honest)
uhhh

i do what i wanna
i do what i wanna
pull up drop top like its a sauna
n+ggas gone talk they don’t want no drama
stacking that breesh i need them commas
yall can’t f++k with me be honest
my fan treat me like im obama
n++++s gone hate and thats word to my momma
i do what i wanna
i do what i wanna
pull up drop top like its a sauna
n+ggas gone talk they don’t want no drama
stacking that breesh i need them commas
yall can’t f++k with me be honest
my fan treat me like im obama
n++++s gone hate and thats word to my momma

thats word to my momma
n++++s gone hate and im pulling up on em
look in his face i can see he don’t want it
we taking over im just being honest
i stay with knuckles like im sonic
now we up camе from the bottom
spent 10 bands on drip no problem
wе take trips im in the islands
smoke out the pound i got tree like a forrest
flex on these n++++s like im randy orton
you tryna push up my n+ggas scoring
i get that call get that check in the morning
i can’t trust hoes , these b+tches be plotting im thinking them b+tches boring
b+tch im bout my dough just tell em’ to catch up you know that we backing out foreigns you can ignore it
playing with my name
i be the one who leave bodies right under the porches
no you is not gang
wild money on fire lil n++++s this sh+t is important
all you n++++s lame
just watch my surrounding cause n++++s be working informants
and im pouring up that drink
pouring up that drink
pouring up that drink
i do what i wanna
i do what i wanna
pull up drop top like its a sauna
n+ggas gone talk they don’t want no drama
stacking that breesh i need them commas
yall can’t f++k with me be honest
my fan treat me like im obama
n++++s gone hate and thats word to my momma
i do what i wanna
i do what i wanna
pull up drop top like its a sauna
n+ggas gone talk they don’t want no drama
stacking that breesh i need them commas
yall can’t f+ck with me be honest
my fan treat me like im obama
n++++s gone hate and thats word to my momma

can’t touch my wrist
can’t touch my b+tch
you n++++s stash i spent onna fit
don’t you crash got too much lip
you in the back we in the vip
im in the club with my pocket rocket
make a n++++s spazz don’t get hit
beat a n+++a ass don’t need no bl!ck
take a n+++a hoe i ain’t need that b+tch
flex with my rollie on
n++++s gone die for this sh+t
they don’t know what he on
my business gotta stay outta that sh+t
left wrist 2 tone , right wrist ap n+++a what you on
we getting money now
you n++++s could dumb it down
i do what i wanna
i do what i wanna
pull up drop top like its a sauna
n+ggas gone talk they don’t want no drama
stacking that breesh i need them commas
yall can’t f++k with me be honest
my fan treat me like im obama
n++++s gone hate and thats word to my momma
i do what i wanna
i do what i wanna
pull up drop top like its a sauna
n+ggas gone talk they don’t want no drama
stacking that breesh i need them commas
yall can’t f+ck with me be honest
my fan treat me like im obama
n++++s gone hate and thats word to my momma



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