Ace Of Spades

Lyrics
[Chorus: Tray Savage] Am on ace of spade Frying calamari Pull up in Ferrari All black gary I can't see these haters I can't see them Neither Am so used to paper All I don is eat her Popping ace and spades [Verse 1: Tray Savage] Pulling up in raries Rodger pants flowing Smoking on this loud This shit I got from Broom, Hitting all these Malls, Spend 30's for a show Back at the ??????? when my youngers at The show, 30 on my wrist, bands On my cloths, Fifty on the belt Fenesing match the clothes Flex on him like Sosa Am on that ish like Fredo In the cut go Tadoe Squad when I say so Popping ace and spades Ride around in raries Shockas throw a body My youngens got the shotty Popping ace and spades Ride around in raries Shockas throw a body My youngens got the shotty [Chorus: Tray Savage] Popping ace and Spades Frying calamari Pull up in Ferrari All black gary I can't see these haters I can't see them Neither Am so used to paper All I don is eat her Popping ace and spades Frying Calamari Pull up in Ferraris All black gary I can't see these haters I can't feel them either Am so used to paper all I do is Eat her [Verse 2: SD] Pull up in the rari I ball like am a model Am Packed cause I have money These niggas they too boring Your bitch she like the touring My Team they support us Were Building like a Border Get Bitches we escort them Don't love I don't want her I Put Honey sauce on him Your Life man you don't want it Am chilling like am Homer Your Bitch she just a Loner Am splurging I ain't loaning Am smoking marijuana These Niggas losing porters Put Pressure all up on him This Mac would leave you Tarted These Bitches they be stunting 1 pop would leave you wondering Tray Savage shoot his body We always smoke a body I flex cause I got Commas I buy your momma Drama SD MAN! [Chorus: Tray Savage] Popping ace and Spades Frying calamari Pull up in Ferrari All black gary I can't see these haters I can't see them Neither Am so used to paper All I don is eat her Popping ace and spades Frying Calamari Pull up in Ferraris All black gary I can't see these haters I can't feel them either Am so used to paper all I do is Eat her Pull up Ferraris I can't see these Haters I can't see the neither Am so used to paper All I do is..... (END)
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Credits
- Writers
- SD
- Tray Savage