Charms

[Intro: Ace OG]
Turn me up
Yeah, what, hello?

[Verse 1: Ace OG]
(Yeah)
Hop off a wigga jet, ain't even his
Bitch ass junkie, he owe me shit (What)
Rich ass junkie, that ain't him (Ayy, what)
I'm gon' fuck on all these bitches (Smash)
I'm gon' fuck on all these bitches (Smash, bitch)
Yeah, pull out, can't have kids (Nah)
Yeah, pull up, the fuck is this? (Huh)
Got these hoes playin' peekaboo (Peekaboo)
Catch you slippin', I'ma go sneak a boo (Yeah)
My car be yellow, the headlights red, that bitch be lookin' like Pikachu (Skrrt)
Bitch suckin' dick, make her drool (What)
Might even nut in her pool (Huh)
Walk around with forty jewels (Bih)
All my diamonds icy, man, I'm feelin' so cool (Woo)

[Chorus: Ace OG & Pri$e]
My bitch got keys to the car (Skrrt)
But it's not a push-to-start (Push-to-start, push-to-start)
Man, I go so hard (Huh)
All my chains filled with charms, yeah (Ayy, ayy)
Bitch, you know I got bars, yeah (Woo)
I'ma go up to the charts, yeah (Up to the—), yeah (What)
I had to ice out my charm (Yeah), yeah (Huh)
I had to ice out my arm (Ayy)
My bitch got keys to the car (Skrrt)
But it's not a push-to-start (Push-to-start, push-to-start)
Man, I go so hard (Huh)
All my chains filled with charms, yeah (Ayy, ayy)
Bitch, you know I got bars, yeah (Woo, yeah)
I'ma go up to the charts, yeah (Up to the—, yeah), yeah (What)
I had to ice out my charm (Yeah), yeah (Huh)
I had to ice out my arm (Ayy)

[Verse 2: Pri$e]
I'll do whatever for my gang
Sayin' they love me, don't know my name
Ain't worried 'bout it, I let it bang
Nigga don't know I come straight from the streets
Yeah, I came straight with the heat
Yeah, nigga, I'm spittin' my flame
Yeah, rich and I be buyin' 'em rings
Yeah, no, you can't get nothin'
Yeah, niggas so mad, they bluffin', thirty-eight shots ain't nothin'
I shoot like I'm Scotty Pippen with Hawkeye precision
You niggas know I don't do no missin'
Don't do no talkin', I ain't for the chit-chat
Go pop a Tic Tac and go talk to God about it
I gotta ball 'cause I'm way too autopilot
Yeah, these niggas say I'm on "flight mode"
I got money, I just let go
Pull up on niggas, I feel like the G.O.A.T
Diamonds on me, bitch, you know how it go
Sayin' she love me, I said "oh no"
Look at me runnin', I run to the bros
I got this money, you know how it goes, yeah, yeah, yeah
I drive fast, I switch my lanes
Don't give a fuck, I'm 'bout that thing
Niggas say he gon' hop out, bang
Don't give a fuck, like what you sayin'?

[Chorus: Ace OG]
My bitch got keys to the car (Skrrt)
But it's not a push-to-start (Push-to-start, push-to-start)
Man, I go so hard (Huh)
All my chains filled with charms, yeah (Ayy, ayy)
Bitch, you know I got bars, yeah (Woo)
I'ma go up to the charts, yeah (Up to the—), yeah (What)
I had to ice out my charm (Yeah), yeah (Huh)
I had to ice out my arm (Ayy)
My bitch got keys to the car (Skrrt)
But it's not a push-to-start (Push-to-start, push-to-start)
Man, I go so hard (Huh)
All my chains filled with charms, yeah (Ayy, ayy)
Bitch, you know I got bars, yeah (Woo)
I'ma go up to the charts, yeah (Up to the—), yeah (What)
I had to ice out my charm (Yeah), yeah (Huh)
I had to ice out my arm (Ayy)