Video Drop Top Benz de Ace Og 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ace Og - Drop Top Benz Lyrics

[Intro: Ace OG]
Yeah, ayy
Ace OG, A.J. Smith, lil grape, yeah
(Calm down, Zekey boy)
Shit's tremendous, the Unlikely Duo
Came out of the mud, out the soil, you know what I mean?
(I'm gettin' them bags and flippin' 'em, slatt)

[Chorus: Ace OG]
Drop top Benz (Skrrt), shootin' from tents (Huh?)
Baby girl, I like you, you's a fuckin' ten (Ayy)
Had to cut 'em off (Huh?), they was bein' rats (Nah)
I came out the trap flippin' packs, smokin' Thrax (Woo)
Had to grow some balls (Ayy), never answer calls (Brrr)
Standin' on my money, now I'm seven feet tall (Woo)
Back against the wall (Nah), we don't do that shit (Nah, nah)
We gon' pop that bitch (What? What?), you know we don't fuckin' flinch (Bitch)

[Verse 1: Ace OG]
Hoppin' out the Tonka with the boy, lil grape (Slatt)
He a fuckin' shooter, wе gon' put you in your place (Brrr)
Guns blazin', get the fuck out, it ain't safе (Bah, bah)
Throw that money up, told that ho to get a rake (Bitch)
Blowin' money fast, I just bought myself a Wraith (Skrrt)
Give a fuck 'bout what I wear, I don't rock no Jay's (Nah)
Yo bitch out here cheatin', I just nutted on her face (Woah)
I'm a villain, not a hero, I don't need a cape (Nope)
Pull up on the block, you gon' get hit with this K (Bah, bah, bah)
Brought the homie Mac, 'bout to recruit A.J. (What?)
Standin' in the lake like it's fuckin' Friday (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Goin' Voorhees on you hoes (Yeah), blastin' opps with my Drac' (What? Brrr)
[Chorus: Ace OG & lil grape]
Drop top Benz (Skrrt), shootin' from tents (Huh?)
Baby girl, I like you, you's a fuckin' ten (Ayy)
Had to cut 'em off (Huh?), they was bein' rats (Nah)
I came out the trap flippin' packs, smokin' Thrax (Woo)
Had to grow some balls (Ayy), never answer calls (Brrr)
Standin' on my money, now I'm seven feet tall (Woo)
Back against the wall (Nah), we don't do that shit (Nah, nah)
We gon' pop that bitch (What? What?), you know we don't fuckin' flinch (Woah)

[Verse 2: lil grape]
Mr. Drop Top Benz, Mr. Cut-Off-All-His-Friends (Yeah)
Little Grape is in the cut countin' all his bands (Yeah)
Thankin' all his fans (Woah), doin' all he can (Yeah)
Pullin' up with Little Lemon, take yo ass to camp, bitch (Woah, woah)
Fuck with us, bitch (Yeah), don't fuck with us (Woah)
Fuck with us, bitch (Huh?), don't fuck with us (Okay)
Little Grape (Yeah), Ace OG (Let's go)
Al-Wayne (What?), we stay the same
I stay the same with my clique, I never switch up (Woah)
She lookin' at my wrist, she wanna lick up (Yeah)
You better run your pockets, this a stickup (Brrrah)
Run away with your shit, you're never gonna catch up in a–

[Chorus: Ace OG]
Drop top Benz (Skrrt), shootin' from tents (Huh?)
Baby girl, I like you, you's a fuckin' ten (Ayy)
Had to cut 'em off (Huh?), they was bein' rats (Nah)
I came out the trap flippin' packs, smokin' Thrax (Woo)
Had to grow some balls (Ayy), never answer calls (Brrr)
Standin' on my money, now I'm seven feet tall (Woo)
Back against the wall (Nah), we don't do that shit (Nah, nah)
We gon' pop that bitch (What? What?), you know we don't fuckin' flinch (Bitch)
[Verse 3: A.J. Smith]
Oh wait (Ayy), you thought I wasn't on this song (Well, you're wrong)
You're girl (Woo), she be lookin' at my schlong (Yeah)
Baby girl, she know she want it, me and her, we gettin' litty (Yessirr)
In 2017, I was known as the guy who took a titty (Yah)
I got pulled up by the cops, where's my license, registration? (Skrrt)
I tried to rizz one up, then she took me to the station
Got thrown up against the Lambo', tased me, put me in some cuffs (Yah)
I had the right to just keep silent while she threw me in the truck (Grrrah)
Got– Got to the station, but to me, it's like a vacation
Damn, this shawty, she such an inspiration, rizzin' her up is my motivation (Bah, bah, bah)
Dro– Drop top Benz, but she a crazy one in bed (Drop top Benz, yeah)
She pulled up to my cell and then she strip searched me instead (Let's go)

[Chorus: Ace OG]
Drop top Benz (Skrrt), shootin' from tents (Huh?)
Baby girl, I like you, you's a fuckin' ten (Ayy)
Had to cut 'em off (Huh?), they was bein' rats (Nah)
I came out the trap flippin' packs, smokin' Thrax (Woo)
Had to grow some balls (Ayy), never answer calls (Brrr)
Standin' on my money, now I'm seven feet tall (Woo)
Back against the wall (Nah), we don't do that shit (Nah, nah)
We gon' pop that bitch (What? What?), you know we don't fuckin' flinch (Bitch)