Jace - That’s It lyrics

Ain’t no more going back and forth, that’s it
Aw hell naw, no, um um, that’s it
I ain’t going back and forth with you nigga
That’s it
All I want is uh, uh, and uh, that’s it
I ain’t gonna go back and forth, that’s it
All I want is my cash in hand, that’s it

Ok this is for the bitches that
Knew me back on Panola Road
Used to try to kiss me
Now you want to kiss my totem pole
Geezy Petes and holy smokes, a zip of weed
A load of dope
Dug bombs off my Rollie just so she
Don’t spill none on the floor
I mean for Pete’s sakes
Bitch thicker than some cheesecake
Still came from the east place
Still getting money each day
Chiefing great, eating steak, making plays
Run it smoking eigths, whole eights, onion
Think I’m bout to roll on something
Want to ride, hold on honey
All I’ve known is stunting
And through all of this
You niggas really think I’d call it quit's
I mean as far as the artist is
I really got the hardest shit
It ain’t even that hard to get
Let your girl get me hard and dip
I’m tryna ball you bitch
On my James Harden tip
Real nigga roll call and you know that
A nigga got the longest list
Fuck you you mean nigga

Little itty bitty bitch
Ain’t nobody worried bout you
Want to get me rich
That’s all a young nigga tryna do
Deal with the same old shit
In the same old clique
Man ain’t nothing new
And when they talking bout them niggas
They ain’t talking bout you, and that’s it

Little niggas funny, Kevin Hart really
Yeah I got a heart but I don’t got feelings
And all my shit hard, I can’t stop
Want a coupe with no top, chilling
Out in LA where they snort
Yay and they pop pillys
Deal up on the blocks when the cops in it
Y’all only round when they not in it
Long as I sip coming down I am not tripping
This is for the bitches that knew
Me back on Panola Road
Could’ve never known I’d blow
I’d hate to say I told you so
All my fucking flows are dope
Beat me to that comatose
I keep going overboard, I won’t
Stop till I overdose, nigga!

Little itty bitty bitch
Ain’t nobody worried bout you
Want to get me rich
That’s all a young nigga tryna do
Deal with the same old shit
In the same old clique
Man ain’t nothing new
And when they talking bout them niggas
They ain’t talking bout you, and that’s it