Video Mojo de Ace Bankz 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ace Bankz - Mojo Lyrics

Mojo
[Chorus: Don Favelli]
Don’t know your new nigga, he know me tho
I been juggin’ and finessin’ stackin’ b rolls (Bands)
I got kush, I got girl, I got mijo
I seen you with him, he still not me tho (he ain’t me)
Lackin’ mojo
Stick to proto
Blurp the Moto
Link in Soho
It’s candy coated but ain't shit sweet and they know dis (They know)
And I’m no killer but they betta not give me motive
[Verse]
Hand to hand, I be serving custies
No CCTV, this shit here is must-see
Shoulda died but I didn’t I got lucky
Big ol’ business it say F-V on my cufflinks (F-A-V)
Trap doing numbers, I feel like I’m Russy
Triple dub me, both her best friends fuck me
These all hundys, you can’t find no twenties
Connecting flight in London I be movin’ one deep
The family got me, nеver clumsy (F-A-V)
Never hoе’d up out the money
Slowed up off the muddy
They don’t speak they sub me
Plain jane yellin’ flood me
Green with envy, cuz I move wholes and semis (Huh)
Came from quarter pennies
Now it’s Gucci spendin, yea it’s Fendi Frenzies
Bitches tend be over friendly, they here for amenities
And I got best friends bendin’ looking like arch enemies
[Chorus: Don Favelli]
Don’t know your new nigga, he know me tho
I been juggin’ and finessin’ stackin’ b rolls (Bands)
I got kush, I got girl, I got mijo
I seen you with him, he still not me tho (he ain’t me)
Lackin’ mojo
Stick to proto
Blurp the Moto
Link in Soho
It’s candy coated but ain’t shit sweet and they know dis (They know)
And I’m no killer but they betta not give me motive

[Verse: Nike mik3y]
I’m in Supreme, I’m in New York
Your new nigga he a dork
If I put my whip in sport I fuck around and teleport
You niggas just jumped off the porch
Since a youngin’ I been thuggin’
Bitch I’m hotter than a torch
Bitch I’m hotter than a torch
Cool me down cuz I’m on fire
Murder that’s for hire
Niggas speakin’ thru the wire
Diamonds dance like Michael Jackson, my new bitch look like Mariah
Smokin’ infinite exotics bitch I’m plugged with the supplier
I’m bout to pour me up a four
Bad little bitch and her drips so cold
I keep a 30 in my coat
And we 30 floors up white bitches doin’ coke
Now
I’m too fly
I get way too high
I get so high, I be sittin’ in the sky
I, am nothing like your new guy
[Chorus: Don Favelli]
Don’t know your new nigga, he know me tho
I been juggin’ and finessin’ stackin’ b roll (Bands)
I got kush, I got girl, I got mijo
I seen you with him, he still not me tho (he ain’t me)
Lackin’ mojo
Stick ta proto
Blurp the Moto
Link in Soho
It’s candy coated but ain’t shit sweet and they know dis (They know)
And I’m no killer but they betta not give me motive