Kicked In Jace! (iayze)
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[Intro]
(I should probably go, it's getting late)
(Computer rights for life)
[Chorus]
You ain't getting racks when that shit was in sesh
Get back, baby, I don't wanna have sex with ya'
Murda Worth baby, nigga, I ain't finna plex with ya'
You ain't with the Top Kids, we ain't finna flex with ya'
He couldn't get this swag when that shit was in his season
He ain't tryna get no bag and you're trying for no reason
Hop right on that block and kill niggas, they couldn't believe it
She just seen the Top Kid, she couldn't believe it
[Verse]
When these niggas see lil' Jace pop out, they can't believe it
I just popped another Xan' and felt it kickin'
No more 556, I put the 7.62 in
If that lil' boy try to run then we gon' trip him
I need ten kids, baby, on some rich-ass shit
I'ma focus when I shoot, I know I hit him
I hit-hit, him
I hit-hit, him
I hit-hit, him (Computer rights for life)
[Chorus]
You ain't getting racks when that shit was in sesh
Get back, baby, I don't wanna have sex with ya'
Murda Worth baby, nigga, I ain't finna plex with ya'
You ain't with the Top Kids, we ain't finna flex with ya'
He couldn't get this swag when that shit was in his season
He ain't tryna get no bag and you're trying for no reason
Hop right on that block and kill niggas, they couldn't believe it
She just seen the Top Kid, she couldn't believe it
(I should probably go, it's getting late)
(Computer rights for life)
[Chorus]
You ain't getting racks when that shit was in sesh
Get back, baby, I don't wanna have sex with ya'
Murda Worth baby, nigga, I ain't finna plex with ya'
You ain't with the Top Kids, we ain't finna flex with ya'
He couldn't get this swag when that shit was in his season
He ain't tryna get no bag and you're trying for no reason
Hop right on that block and kill niggas, they couldn't believe it
She just seen the Top Kid, she couldn't believe it
[Verse]
When these niggas see lil' Jace pop out, they can't believe it
I just popped another Xan' and felt it kickin'
No more 556, I put the 7.62 in
If that lil' boy try to run then we gon' trip him
I need ten kids, baby, on some rich-ass shit
I'ma focus when I shoot, I know I hit him
I hit-hit, him
I hit-hit, him
I hit-hit, him (Computer rights for life)
[Chorus]
You ain't getting racks when that shit was in sesh
Get back, baby, I don't wanna have sex with ya'
Murda Worth baby, nigga, I ain't finna plex with ya'
You ain't with the Top Kids, we ain't finna flex with ya'
He couldn't get this swag when that shit was in his season
He ain't tryna get no bag and you're trying for no reason
Hop right on that block and kill niggas, they couldn't believe it
She just seen the Top Kid, she couldn't believe it
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