JaceK! lyrics

[Intro]
You talkin' 'bout, "Oh, I got come out publicly"
Nah bruh, n*ggas finna come out publicly
n*ggas gon' come out together publicly, n*gga, you feel me?
Uh, uh
They be like, "f*ck Jace, he ain't gon' smoke somethin', we'll lay him down"
Huh, f*ck that ho, uh
Say you want smoke later, uh
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh

[Chorus]
Huh, say you want smoke? Well, f*ck it, let's get it
Slayworld Soldiers gon' f*ckin' go get 'em (Slayworld Soldier)
Say I'm c*cky, I'ma f*ckin' go get her
Just linked up with Kelo, he a f*ckin' head ripper
They be like, "Jace, he a big bread spinner"
They be like, "Jace, he a lil' grave digger"
7.62, it's gon' take his brain with it
f*ck, I'm out of loud
Spin over here, b*tch, you not allowed
Say I can't go to Florida? Not allowed
Link with my souljas now all of these n*ggas too speechless

[Verse]
Come over here, gotta beat it
All of my n*ggas be BloodK
Think it's 'cause we conceited, uh
My Slayworld Soldier a demon
Kan pulled off in a demon, uh
Rino, CTRL-ALT-DELETE 'em
30 gon' pulled up and squeeze it, uh
Kelo gon' pull up and bleed 'em
How in the f*ck you want smoke if you never gon' come around? Uh-huh
We let them little b*tches go, bet them b*tches gon' knock 'em down, uh-huh
She like, "Boy, what the f*ck do you do? You get so much money then spend it"
At the time I had sh*t start trending they're rap ass n*ggas keep b*tchin'
The Draco here got a fifty, that sh*t finna fry 'em like chicken
Now I see why Rino can see that these n*ggas keep 'iggin, uh
Now I see why my n*gga could see that 'cause n*gga be trippin', uh
That sound c*cky, but I just get a lot of chicken
I just spent a rack on my daughter foe, and she had plenty, uh
Spent two racks on my daughter clothes, boy, you sh*tty
Spent a couple racks on some shoes, and now you p*ssy, huh
Told my b*tch she cool and now she get me, huh
Lame ass n*gga said I really can't go to the city, huh
Pop out on 'em, and pop out on 'em with that glizzy, uh
Faceshot gang, you know we finna go get 'em, uh
Faceshot gang, leave the lil' n*gga there, now you sticky, huh
[Chorus]
Huh, say you want smoke? Well, f*ck it, let's get it
Slayworld Soldiers gon' f*ckin' go get 'em
Say I'm c*cky, I'ma f*ckin' go get her
Just linked up with Kelo, he a f*ckin' head ripper
They be like, "Jace, he a big bread spinner"
They be like, "Jace, he a lil' grave digger"
7.62, it's gon' take his brain with it
f*ck, I'm out of loud
Spin over here, b*tch, you not allowed
Say I can't go to Florida? Not allowed
Link with my souljas now all of these n*ggas too speechless