Ace Hood - Got that sack (Freestyle) lyrics
[Ace Hood - Got that sack Freestyle lyrics]
Okay, Hood in this bitch niggas
Know I’m finna snap
Hallelujah thank you Lord rollie
Cost me 80 racks
Paranoid all this money niggas know
I keep that strap
Hundred niggas most of em killers blow
Your brains on your lap
Kay I'm hopping out of phantoms keep
That hammer like Home Depot
Kill a nigga dope nick name kilo
Every nigga round want to bit my flow
Bad little bitch and I gotta deep flow
Rocks and chains then a new Meco
Fuck that law free my nigga deep bo
Know some songs that can get a kilo
See another man nigga what you sayin
First I design my pants
Louie Vuitton ain't none of them vans
Yeah a nigga ball you can
Watch from the stands
I fuck hoes, I get dough
Got my team getting rich
Keep my shooters make them do ya
They Ray Allen with the stick
Boy, I'm fly ain't not lye
Private planeing on a bitch
Hundred grand that I make in a week
And no complaining about the cent
Yeah I’m racked up, hope a nigga don’t act up
Click clack you think that he got
Hit it with a metro in the club going hard
Niggas know I got the sack
In the kitchen whipping hard
Niggas know I got that sack
In this bitch going hard niggas
Know I got the sack
In the kitchen whipping hard
Niggas know I got that sack
Niggas standing on the couch and
Throwing signs on the club
VIP bitch I done went blind at the club
It’s a photo shoot fans taking
Pictures in this bitch
I'm a nice guy buying bitches
Liquor in this bitch
Got my fam with me put my
Nigga zilla in this bitch
I don’t give a fuck I’m back
On my real crunch shit
Yelling thug life niggas on that 2pac shit
Minnesota twins bitch I’m on
My two Glock shit you niggas screw it up
Put you on your news box shit
Body found by the river
Feet with cement bricks
Uh she nasty, she just had a semen dish
Suck the skin off the dick you
Should have seen this bitch
They say I’m nasty I think
I’ma claim this bitch
Shawty Suck it so good might try
To claim this bitch sike she’s not the type
(not the type) , to be a wife (be a wife)
She get a pass
(get a pass) she’s for the night
Racks sacks sacks sacks
Racks sacks sacks sacks racks Sacks
Niggas know I got it
Racks sacks sacks sacks
Racks sacks sacks sacks racks sacks
Bitches know I got it
Aye this to my nigga
Who getting that motherfucker
And go out there you know what
I'm saying living life thugged
Out strapped up
You know what I'm saying smashing on
Pussy knocking bad bitches you
Heard me can you
See me nigga I'm band up nigga
Choppers on deck nigga white
On white everything
Pussy ain't shit change nigga what
Know I’m finna snap
Hallelujah thank you Lord rollie
Cost me 80 racks
Paranoid all this money niggas know
I keep that strap
Hundred niggas most of em killers blow
Your brains on your lap
Kay I'm hopping out of phantoms keep
That hammer like Home Depot
Kill a nigga dope nick name kilo
Every nigga round want to bit my flow
Bad little bitch and I gotta deep flow
Rocks and chains then a new Meco
Fuck that law free my nigga deep bo
Know some songs that can get a kilo
See another man nigga what you sayin
First I design my pants
Louie Vuitton ain't none of them vans
Yeah a nigga ball you can
Watch from the stands
I fuck hoes, I get dough
Got my team getting rich
Keep my shooters make them do ya
They Ray Allen with the stick
Boy, I'm fly ain't not lye
Private planeing on a bitch
Hundred grand that I make in a week
And no complaining about the cent
Yeah I’m racked up, hope a nigga don’t act up
Click clack you think that he got
Hit it with a metro in the club going hard
Niggas know I got the sack
In the kitchen whipping hard
Niggas know I got that sack
In this bitch going hard niggas
Know I got the sack
In the kitchen whipping hard
Niggas know I got that sack
Niggas standing on the couch and
Throwing signs on the club
VIP bitch I done went blind at the club
It’s a photo shoot fans taking
Pictures in this bitch
I'm a nice guy buying bitches
Liquor in this bitch
Got my fam with me put my
Nigga zilla in this bitch
I don’t give a fuck I’m back
On my real crunch shit
Yelling thug life niggas on that 2pac shit
Minnesota twins bitch I’m on
My two Glock shit you niggas screw it up
Put you on your news box shit
Body found by the river
Feet with cement bricks
Uh she nasty, she just had a semen dish
Suck the skin off the dick you
Should have seen this bitch
They say I’m nasty I think
I’ma claim this bitch
Shawty Suck it so good might try
To claim this bitch sike she’s not the type
(not the type) , to be a wife (be a wife)
She get a pass
(get a pass) she’s for the night
Racks sacks sacks sacks
Racks sacks sacks sacks racks Sacks
Niggas know I got it
Racks sacks sacks sacks
Racks sacks sacks sacks racks sacks
Bitches know I got it
Aye this to my nigga
Who getting that motherfucker
And go out there you know what
I'm saying living life thugged
Out strapped up
You know what I'm saying smashing on
Pussy knocking bad bitches you
Heard me can you
See me nigga I'm band up nigga
Choppers on deck nigga white
On white everything
Pussy ain't shit change nigga what