Video Get It Done de Ace Mafioso 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ace Mafioso - Get It Done Lyrics

He in danger now
Catch him we gon bang it out
Fuck whatchu talkin bout
Bullets get to sparkn out
Hell yeah we poppin out
Shoota he just caught an opp
Spin the block double back
My Jits steady catching hats
Flacko you know dem boys just cap
Ace they don’t want a war take em off the map
Fuck it let me know and we on his ahhh
Shit say less imma load up all these macs
I’m finna crash out clutching tools they gonna make the news
Mane they a fuckin lie they know dat we the truth
Devil in my ear ain't no man dat I fear
Glocks fn’s chops play around get shot
Got the drop we sliding back and you Know we double dat
Now I’m back the block hot
Pray to god u don’t get caught
Pray the judge don’t gimme time
Finna do this fuckin crime
Yeah u know them boys just lyin
Ducking smoke they scared of dying
Heard krakka start complying
He said he was terrified
Dat boy know dat he a bitch
Addicted to these Glocks and commas
Come around we start a problem
And detectives ain’t gon solve em
Free lul Dale out that cell
When he comeback rasing hell
Neva hesitated all them Otha’s faking
Was tryna chill but demon dey awaken
We ain’t like dem Pussys we don’t fw them
Cw n Atg we ain’t like the rest of em
Purging thru yo block
Riding with my Glock
One false move then yo ass could get shot
Everybody getting dropped
Let me catch an opp outside
We gon catch a homicide
Boy don’t play bullets fly
They gon hit u where u ride
Betta watch out before we pop out
Talking shit bring them Glocks out
Everybody want a problem until
My ahh start to rock out
Man you know them boys is lyin
Who gon slide for real
Man U know I bring da steel
Fuck it man let’s do a drill
I been itchin for a kill
Brand new FN out da lot
Got it on me keep it tucked
Run up on me get fucked
Peace Im finna disrupt
Betta not diss us
Cause yo ass been kissin up
You know what up with us
Fuck around and get turned to dust
Making money thats a must
And dis 9 I only trust
Saying they dis that
Boy get yo shit slapped
Fuck em let my demons out
You know that we been scheming now
Saw me and you ain’t say nun
Thought u was a killa u a clown
Glock started singing motha fuckin clap em down
Ooooooo it’s a motha fucking murdaa
This some shit that you never heard of
My demons screaming kill ‘em kill ‘em
Fucking drill em drill em
They screaming it’s a homicide
Please spare my fucking life
Twon lit them up and it’s straight to
A pack tonight
Cw and Atg taking all deez fucking flights
Hit him with this Fn
He won’t make a sound when he dies
He in danger now
Catch him we gon bang it out
Fuck what you talking about
Bullets get to sparkin out
Hell yea we poppin out
Shooter he just caught an opp
Spin the block double back
My jits steady catching hats