Video Cant Sleep de Ace Og 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ace Og - Cant Sleep Lyrics

[Intro]
(Woo, yeah)
(okska)
Yeah (I can't sleep), go (I can't sleep)
Ayy (Bitch, I'm geeked), Ace OG, you know what's up (Geeked the fuck up)
Ayy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Can't sleep, I'm geeked (Yeah)
Been up for thirty five weeks (Yeah, yeah)
I can't even feel my feet (Feel my feet, nah)
I'm tweakin' (Yeah), for real (Ayy), just know it's Rap God Season (Rap God Season, yee)
Boy, stop the rap, it's feces (It's feces)
My wrist is Reese's Pieces (Reese's Pieces, yeah)
Takin' pics and autograph cleavage (Huh?)
They mad, they hate to see it (Hate to see it)
I'm gettin' paid, you broke (Ha)
Thirty five thousand for a Louis coat (Louis coat)
Puttin' that bitch on spokеs (Skrrt)
Ridin' my dick like a boat (Like a boat)
We put that bitch coast to coast (Yеah)
Put you on mute like a fuckin' remote (Like a fuckin' remote)
I'm a Rockstar, I feel like The Crow (I feel like The Crow)
Slime Rolly Gang, if you know, then you know (Yeah, yee, yee)

[Verse]
This that big dawg shit, I'm a CEO (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
My name-o tatted on your bitch, B-I-N-G-O (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm jumpin' off the stage, I'm doin' stunts like Steve-O (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Gotta look out for the opps (Yeah), gotta reload (Brrr, brrr, brrr)
I'm the chosen one (Yeah), I feel just like Neo (I feel like Neo)
My whip black outside and white inside (Skrrt), Oreo (Oreo, yeah)
You started doin' music, heard that shit, "neato" (Yeah, yeah, hey)
I'm vibin' with my bros, we with the birds in Rio (Brrr, yeah)
I just turned it up a notch, we gon' blast it (Luh krank, luh krank)
I just pulled up to the spot, I'm with a bad bitch (I'm with a bad bitch)
Off the acid (Yeah), 'bout to do some mad shit (Mad shit)
Bitch, I got a mad wrist (Ice), you don't want no static (Ice, ice, ice, brrr, brrr)
I got status (Yeah), I'm livin' so lavish (I'm so lavish)
Yeah, I'm mad rich (Yeah), money pile massive (It's massive, massive)
Ayy, what's crackin'? (What?) All these rappers average (Bitch)
I got brazy ad-libs (What?), man, this shit is madness (What? What? What? Let's go, let's go!)
Yeah, yeah, made it off the block (Off the block, off the block)
I got a Glock hidin' in my sock (Baow, baow, brrr)
I just bailed my homie, freed him out the box (Yeah)
All my diamonds, they so colorful (Woo), they LGBT rocks (Woo, gee)
Fruity Pebble stones (Woo), mixed this shit in FruityLoops (Ayy)
Walkin' out the coupe (Ayy, ayy), I got on Adidas shoes (Yeah)
Gotta keep it goin', if I snooze, then I lose (Woo)
I been in this rap shit since like middle school (Damn)
[Chorus]
Can't sleep, I'm geeked (Yeah)
Been up for thirty five weeks (Yeah, yeah)
I can't even feel my feet (Feel my feet, nah)
I'm tweakin' (Yeah), for real (Ayy), just know it's Rap God Season (Rap God Season, yee)
Boy, stop the rap, it's feces (It's feces)
My wrist is Reese's Pieces (Reese's Pieces, yeah)
Takin' pics and autograph cleavage (Huh?)
They mad, they hate to see it (Hate to see it)
I'm gettin' paid, you broke (Ha)
Thirty five thousand for a Louis coat (Louis coat)
Puttin' that bitch on spokes (Skrrt)
Ridin' my dick like a boat (Like a boat)
We put that bitch coast to coast (Yeah)
Put you on mute like a fuckin' remote (Like a fuckin' remote)
I'm a Rockstar, I feel like The Crow (I feel like The Crow)
Slime Rolly Gang, if you know, then you know (Yeah, yee, yee)

[Outro]
(Slatt, slatt)
(okska)