Video No Tomorrow de Ace Og 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ace Og - No Tomorrow Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah (Woo, woo, yeah)
Let's go, let's go, let's go
(Slatt, slatt, slatt, swerve) Ayy
(Xeno)
(Ace OG) Ayy (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
I just left right out the bank (Skrrt, skrrt), I just went and flipped a bag (Skrrt, skrrt)
I just walked right out the Gucci store (Skrrt), I'm poppin' all these tags (Ayy, let's go)
They say I be way too cocky, I don't even mean to brag (Mean to brag, nah)
Came up from nothin' but rags, now they tryna bite my swag (Let's go)
I can't fuck with none these hoes (Slatt), can't go back to bein' broke (What?)
Back then, used to sell no shows, but now I'm out here, back on road (But now I'm out here, back on road, yeah)
I'ma put that bitch on spokes (Ayy), swerve that bitch out of control (Skrrt)
I'ma push the gas to the limit like there is no tomorrow (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, slatt)

[Verse 1]
(Ayy)
Ridin' in the Lambo, swervin' way out of control (Swerve)
Ridin' with a strap on me, I keep on me that pole (Brrr, brrr, baow)
You be actin' funny, got me out here sayin' "LOL" (Hahahaha)
Got your thotty on me, she be eatin' my dick whole (Ayy, ayy, what?)
Hey (Ayy), I just uninstalled Twitter (Ayy), reminded me of my ex (Ayy, ayy)
Yeah (Yeah), usin' me for favors (Yeah, yeah), all she want is sex (Smash, smash)
But I cannot lie (Ayy), that pussy soakin' wet (Ayy, ayy)
I be on the perkies (Ayy), movin' like The Walking Dead (Zombie)
Bitch, I blame my doctor 'cause he got me on these meds (Yeah)
.223s, they cut you up, they go straight to your head (Brrr, brrr, brrr, baow)
You text my phone, you on that bullshit (Ayy), I'll leave you on read (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo)
[Chorus]
I just left right out the bank (Skrrt, skrrt), I just went and flipped a bag (Skrrt, skrrt)
I just walked right out the Gucci store (Skrrt), I'm poppin' all these tags (Ayy, let's go)
They say I be way too cocky, I don't even mean to brag (Mean to brag, nah)
Came up from nothin' but rags, now they tryna bite my swag (Let's go)
I can't fuck with none these hoes (Slatt), can't go back to bein' broke (What?)
Back then, used to sell no shows, but now I'm out here, back on road (But now I'm out here, back on road, yeah)
I'ma put that bitch on spokes (Ayy), swerve that bitch out of control (Skrrt)
I'ma push the gas to the limit like there is no tomorrow (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, slatt)

[Verse 2]
Bands in this bitch (Woo), got that turbo switch (Ayy)
Poppin' my shit, just got this ice right out the fridge (Ayy, ayy, ice)
Diamonds on my wrist (Wrist), 40 on my hip (Hip)
This codeine I'ma sip (What?), I'm with Lil Grape, that be my twizz' (Ayy, slatt)
Know we carry blickies (Baow, baow)
My brother A.J. tote that hot dog, got that glizzy (Got that glizzy)
I lost some money (Ayy), made it right back, so no kizzy (No kizzy)
I know she miss me (Ayy), but I'm sorry, I'm so busy (I know I'm busy)
I hope my bitch don't get all pissy (Don't get all pissy, pissy, what?)
Doin' two hundred on the dash (Skrrt)
I don't co-sign, so I'll pass (Skrrt, skrrt), man, these fuckboys, they so trash (They so trash, ayy)
I'm on the Molly, yeah, I'm 'bout to spazz (Yeah)
You talkin' racks, but we know that is cap (Yeah, yeah)
If I'm takin' the wheel, I hope I don't crash (Let's go!), yeah
[Chorus]
I just left right out the bank (Skrrt, skrrt), I just went and flipped a bag (Skrrt, skrrt)
I just walked right out the Gucci store (Skrrt), I'm poppin' all these tags (Ayy, let's go)
They say I be way too cocky, I don't even mean to brag (Mean to brag, nah)
Came up from nothin' but rags, now they tryna bite my swag (Let's go)
I can't fuck with none these hoes (Slatt), can't go back to bein' broke (What?)
Back then, used to sell no shows, but now I'm out here, back on road (But now I'm out here, back on road, yeah)
I'ma put that bitch on spokes (Ayy), swerve that bitch out of control (Skrrt)
I'ma push the gas to the limit like there is no tomorrow (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, slatt)

[Outro]
I just left right out the bank (Skrrt, skrrt), I just went and flipped a bag (Skrrt, skrrt)
I'ma put that bitch on spokes (Ayy), swerve that bitch out of control (Skrrt)
I'ma push the gas to the limit like there is no tomorrow (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, slatt)