Lyrics OneShotAce – No Slack

Oh you know ima talk my shit holdup
Holdup, holdup, look
 
Bad little bitch but she ain't gone brag
Had to ask the little bitch, how that thang so fat
The Bitch fu*k me now she cant go back
I ain't hard on a hoe, but it ain't no slack
If I die in a shoot out then I ain't go sad
I know n***** gone slide, so I ain't that mad
Free Bobby out the can, the whole gang on that
Fu*k round from me if you ain't on that

N***** out here making friends
I just wan make money,
I don't even fu*k around and make plans
N**** got a clip full of 30
what the fu*k I look like running up giving n***** these hands
N**** do the dirt so clean
They don't catch me red handed Ima' probably get up out of that jam
Catch a couple bodies on camera
Get a lawyer so good That I fu*k around and only do ten
19 4 with the simplys, take a bad bitch to the crib make her hit knees
I could run it up talking quickly
Plug just called, can you mix another brick please
I just lay the chain on the Fendi
You ain't talking money then you n***** cant offend me
Most my n***** killers, I'm the same kind
So you don't gotta worry, I'ma bang mine
Pussy n**** go get a tampon
How the fu*k n***** still here, and your mans gone?
Find a way to eat, then put the fam on
Anything a n**** ever said, Im'a stand on
I'm just really trying to run this bag up
It's crazy how they really used to hate when I ain't have much
I just fall back, let it stack up
Watch how they be back on my dick when I'm back up
 
Bad little bitch but she ain't gone brag
Had to ask the little bitch, how that thang so fat
The Bitch fu*k me now she cant go back
I ain't hard on a hoe, but it ain't no slack
If I die in a shoot out then I ain't go sad
I know n***** gone slide, so I ain't that mad
Free Bobby out the can, the whole gang on that
Fu*k round from me if you ain't on that

Just came home, put the gang on the map
Ain't no half steppin, put your brain on your lap
150 thou for the chains just to match
Brand new Ap with the face all black
I hit that bitch in Chanel and her new YSL from the back
Like take all that
I got this money keep raining and poring
She wondering how I'm gonna make that back
I aint putting my money down for nothin'
If that shit ain't bumpin' I ain't making it back
N***** out here be fronting and tuckin
I swear to God them little n***** is cap
Tell that little n**** relax
250 get that little n**** whacked
Tell little n**** don't lack, my hitta with me
He might throw out his back
Shooter with me moving tac
I keep me a Glizzy, he keep him a Mac
Turn that n**** to a pack
Soon as he lack, hop out of the Cat
Hollow tips hit his back
I'm only stating the facts gang gang
 
Bad little bitch but she ain't gone brag
Had to ask the little bitch, how that thang so fat
The Bitch fu*k me now she cant go back
I ain't hard on a hoe, but it ain't no slack
If I die in a shoot out then I ain't go sad
I know n***** gone slide, so I ain't that mad
Free Bobby out the can, the whole gang on that
Fu*k round from me if you ain't on that

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