Noname, Smino, Saba - Ace lyrics

Smino

Smino [Christopher Smith Jr.] St. Louis, Missouri, U.S. 🇺🇸

Saba [Tahj Malik Chandler]

[Noname, Smino, Saba - Ace lyrics]

Oh yeah, oh yeah lil heathen in Heathrow
Blokes

Whiskey with the team, got it bubblin'
I got trees in my luggage
I got tings out in London
Hope UK, what you say? Fuck is you sayin'?
Oh when I say I been at the Ace hotel
You gotta tell me somethin'
Fuck is you sayin'? Oh let me tell you
I been on the way
What you sayin'? I'm making runs

I'm roll on track, I'm in this field
I'm shot, you put me in my feels
She made it clap clap clap
Clappity-clap out in Clapton
Swerve and I crash if the
Pillow ain't your passion
She think I'm a liar like the Obamacare
If the old never heard the


Soul country so slick
Butterskin smooth acne shoes, contradict
You can hop right offa my country

Team got it bubblin'
I got trees in my luggage
I got tings out in London
Hope UK, what you say? Fuck is you sayin'?
Oh when I say I been at the Ace hotel
You gotta tell me somethin'
Fuck is you sayin'? Oh let me tell you
I been on the way
What you sayin'? I'm making runs

Smino Grigi, Noname
And Saba the best rappers
And radio niggas sound like
They wearing adult diapers
And globalization scary and
Fuckin' is fantastic
And frankly I find it funny
That Morgan is still actin'
Bruce Almighty, Aphrodite and Dominoes
Yummy biscotti, tamale
Over matching my undertones run in to Dally
Chicago overzealous with talent though
Westside get the money, is still a classic
Movin' to LA, now I'm sippin on Sunny D
And my nigga is hella pleased and I
Bought me a better pen so a
Bitch she ain't 'bout to write
I'm perpetually smoking weed
If Smi' rollin', I'm sorry, I'm tappin' out
Room 25, the best album that's comin' out
Labels got these niggas just doin'
It for the clout
I'm just writing my darkest secrets like
Wait and just hear me out
Saying vegan food is delicious like wait
And just hear me out

I ain't been at home in a minute
My landlord been gettin' pissed
'Cause I barely count as a tenant
I'm overseas with the yen and shit
And I can't recall the last time
That my live show was intimate
The price for the show just went up
In addition the tickets did
They didn't figure it out in 2012
So I just said fuck it
'Cause we can drop all our albums ourselves
Yeah I just said fuck it
'Cause I know I got the gift like an elf
And been wrapping raps around them
Like I'm a belt that's tea not ginger beer
I whisper in they ear since I left the road
I got more hit's than a deer
A dollar and a dream like
I'm Jermaine in the Ville
You stand up or fall, pray, shout out to NFL
Pure-bred delicatessen, damn, I'm real
I can tell it (tell it)
I do not fall to no pressure
Cookin' up Barefoot Contessa
I just raise the bar
Ayy look what I did with the measure
With little to no effort, I thought
It gonna be messed up, bless up

Whiskey with the ting, got it bubblin'
I got trees in my luggage
I got tings out in London
Hope UK, what you say? Fuck is you sayin'?
Oh when I say I been at the Ace hotel
You gotta tell me somethin'
Fuck is you sayin'? Oh let me tell you
I been on the way
What you sayin'? I'm making runs

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