Ace Ventura
Yea
It's 8 in the morning
I'm sipping Hot cocoa
I ain't even been to sleep yet
Just been catching these vibes
Feeling good
Baby you a muse, I'm tryna paint you like a mural
You know what's on my mind, I'm tryna see what's on yo nueral
Together we so fly that we be shitting on the Sparrows
Team full of animals I feel like Ace Ventura
Heart been broke so many times that I can't even share love
Just make sure you satisfied when you look in the mirror
Baby I'm so hot to fuck with me keep Aloe Vera
Treat that ass like wrapping paper
I'm finna tear it up
Tear it up like Christmas morning
Rumba Bum Bum
Wake ya up when you snoring
Outside its clear skies
But inside its pouring
Big Poppa Bear, She make me grits like its pourage
Hit it from the side make her sing like a Chorus
Rolling up the flowers I just left from the florist
Came a long way from when I use to drive a Taurus
Yea I use to have a Ford, but now my shit foreign
Since I heard of Wiz I smoke Kush and sip Orange
Since I was a Kid I had flavor like McCormick
Ammo too expensive to be shooting for a warning
Keep me .223's Clip full Lebron and Jordans
Brodie just hit me like take a trip to Portland
Hopped up on that flight and grabbed more keys than a organ
She say Who you think you is, Got me feeling like I'm Horton
I don't know your name, its unimportant
I had to tell these young niggas you can't save her
Let that bitch be, let her be
Hit the club cutting up no razor
Drinks on me, drinks on me
When that pack touch down I be feeling like Peyton
Dark skin Queen and she said that she Jamaican
Yea you looking fine but I'd rather see you naked
My old hoes hating cuz they said I'd never make it
I Just been making them mad
I just been proving them wrong
Needed you to gas me up you said you ain't like my songs
I just been getting that bag
No I'm not signed but I'm on
I Threw the pen away, I know that I can't write my wrongs
One day you gone realize that they ain't me
I just hope that one day you forgive me don't just hate me
Accept me for who I am, you could never change me
Think that imma go back on my word bitch you crazy
It's 8 in the morning
I'm sipping Hot cocoa
I ain't even been to sleep yet
Just been catching these vibes
Feeling good
Baby you a muse, I'm tryna paint you like a mural
You know what's on my mind, I'm tryna see what's on yo nueral
Together we so fly that we be shitting on the Sparrows
Team full of animals I feel like Ace Ventura
Heart been broke so many times that I can't even share love
Just make sure you satisfied when you look in the mirror
Baby I'm so hot to fuck with me keep Aloe Vera
Treat that ass like wrapping paper
I'm finna tear it up
Tear it up like Christmas morning
Rumba Bum Bum
Wake ya up when you snoring
Outside its clear skies
But inside its pouring
Big Poppa Bear, She make me grits like its pourage
Hit it from the side make her sing like a Chorus
Rolling up the flowers I just left from the florist
Came a long way from when I use to drive a Taurus
Yea I use to have a Ford, but now my shit foreign
Since I heard of Wiz I smoke Kush and sip Orange
Since I was a Kid I had flavor like McCormick
Ammo too expensive to be shooting for a warning
Keep me .223's Clip full Lebron and Jordans
Brodie just hit me like take a trip to Portland
Hopped up on that flight and grabbed more keys than a organ
She say Who you think you is, Got me feeling like I'm Horton
I don't know your name, its unimportant
I had to tell these young niggas you can't save her
Let that bitch be, let her be
Hit the club cutting up no razor
Drinks on me, drinks on me
When that pack touch down I be feeling like Peyton
Dark skin Queen and she said that she Jamaican
Yea you looking fine but I'd rather see you naked
My old hoes hating cuz they said I'd never make it
I Just been making them mad
I just been proving them wrong
Needed you to gas me up you said you ain't like my songs
I just been getting that bag
No I'm not signed but I'm on
I Threw the pen away, I know that I can't write my wrongs
One day you gone realize that they ain't me
I just hope that one day you forgive me don't just hate me
Accept me for who I am, you could never change me
Think that imma go back on my word bitch you crazy
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Writer(s): Desaviour Ikner
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