Video Like Me de Ace Lit 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ace Lit - Like Me Lyrics

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Never gone be nothing like me
I don’t take goofy shit lightly
Sorry dumb hoes don’t excite me
Block a bitch quick while you typing

Drugs in my system fuck a piss test
Get the weight off me like a bench press
Foe nem get to spinnin off the subject
Choppas get to peelin ok so what’s next

Bitch don’t know bout Ace for real
You know we trained to kill
I’m trynna stack a mil
Ain’t have no uncle Phil’s
Lean you got it ain’t even sealed
And you gone sip it still
She just another till
Comе on let’s be for real
Man I swеar these niggas weird
I know you got to hear it
They sipping on generic
And I can’t even bare it
He couldn’t pour a 4 that nigga had to share it
Boy you should be embarrassed
That fake shit I won’t wear it
Kharoo hit my phone now we purging
Water on my feet boy I’m surfing
Cut a bitch off like a surgeon
Niggas get to blowin why you purpin
I can see you shaking boy you nervous
Watch my gang glow we earned it
Niggas try to leech boy it’s worthless
Make yo hoe go for a Burkin

Yea She hear that Go Go now she twerking huh
How you hate that bitch to me she perfect huh
Foe nem hit that gas we get to swervin huh
Bitch I had my mask before the Rona huh
Okay

You don’t know bout Ace and them
This fit not H & M
Red beams ain’t chasin him
And now it’s up again

Ohh I think she like me
She think it’s sweet I got cash
To fill her bag
So lil baby she gone ride me
Don’t play with a nigga who in it
Come from straight blocks they bending
Ahhh
Get down
Ahh
Dont spin out

Outwest finest
Yeah
Keep shit private
Yeah
Move in silence

I be tripping
I be high as shit
She think I’m nice
Like I won’t play her
On some shiesty shit
Claiming that she wifey
Late night creeping
All kinds of shit

I got anxiety
Sit inside of me
But I’m the highest in the room
You cannot fly wit me
M’s for my salary
Benz
When I’m tied of Jeep’s
Niggas neva counted me
Cousin in the county see
Niggas up and out
Up on that block
They was dangerous
Nigga all my city know is gang bangin
It might change you
Have you hollering in the club
Itching for a stain
Niggas itching for attention
Itching for a name
You ain’t stepping how we stepping
Blood
Kharoo hit my phone now we purging
Water on my feet boy I’m surfing
Cut a bitch off like a surgeon
Niggas get to blowin why you purpin