Video Putty Patrol de Ace Boogie 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ace Boogie - Putty Patrol Lyrics

[Intro: Shaka D. Cakes]
Yeah, yeah
My head and my lips are the same size (Tribe)
Wait, hahahaha (Woo)
Yeah

[Verse 1: Shaka D. Cakes]
Now if I had a dollar for every hater talking shit
I would buy 'em all a toilet so they can find a place to sit
NIggas always taking shots, so why they always throwing bricks?
NIggas claim they nice as Pac but BIggie no longer exists
If you hear the thunder coming, you best know you not exit
All you niggas bark like bitches but my backhand like a pimp
Fresh and clean, I was an outcast, been like that since I was six
Lucky seven [?] feel like I can never miss
Misty ain't seen the drip, snap and cop your JPEG
All my tribe be mobbin', GTA, you might get wasted
Greet me with a smile or I'mma help you with that facelift
All my bars is dope, got you looking like a base head, woah
Settle down, sit 'em down, this the king from the crown
With a Crown Royale, need a sip, pick 'em up, put 'em down
Respect, keep check, my complex keep racks, get stomped out
My style, my style's so wild

[Chorus: Shaka D. Cakes]
You niggas run for clout? You better run for cover!
You niggas run for clout? You better run for cover!
You niggas run for clout? You better run for cover!
You niggas run for clout? You better run for cover! (Yeah)
Hey
[Verse 2: Ace Boogie]
I grew a route, always acting out, my grandma's favorite child
I got the style and I'm handsome too, these females love my smile
When you coming with capping, boy, you better watch your mouth
We could make you vile, send you out here and you chasing clout
Big western roots, but my man is coming from the south
(I will smack the shit out of you)
They claim they spittin' fire so we went ahead and put 'em out
Stomp 'em out, mobbin' with the tribe, you know we wilding out
They claim they 'bout this life, well we 'bout to go and figure out
Ay, throwing fists (Uh huh)
Now we got it turnt up like a mosh pit (Let's go)
Everyone's cameras out and they taking flicks (I see you)
When it's all said and done, I'm still talking shit
I keeps it lit, ay

[Chorus: Shaka D. Cakes]
You niggas run for clout? You better run for cover!
You niggas run for clout? You better run for cover!
You niggas run for clout? You better run for cover!
You niggas run for clout? You better run for cover!
Hey