"Good Pace" lyrics
Oh, oh, oh
Smoove'L-L-L, oh, that's your name?
Yeah, yeah (Ace Bankz on the track)
I just made me a pack, I need some new racks, it's gon' be a good day (Oh, oh, oh)
When I'm movin', I gotta stay strapped, they all on my Gram, I know that they watch face
I got tired of hatin' my mom sayin', "Get out and go find your own place"
Got signed after I graduated, look back, it was a good pace (Yeah, yeah)
NASCAR (NASCAR), rockstar (Oh, oh, oh)
Jaguar, I go so far (Oh, oh, oh)
Living large, plenty rods (Oh, oh, oh)
Fuck a gang, hoe, I'm with the squad (Yeah, yeah, haha)
Yeah, haha (Oh, oh, oh-oh)
Once upon a time I had this ex, yeah, and I was suspicious about this bitch, you know? (Smoove'L-L-L)
I had trust issues (Oh, oh, oh), so, you know, I had to do my shit first, and that's what I did
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I gotta go cheat first, just in case this lil' bitch cheatin'
'Cause you know how these hoes work, say their pussy be yours, but they sneakin'
I been killin' the offense, now I'm gettin' right back up on defense (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I was thinkin' 'bout gettin' out, I was sunk in, I was deep in (I was deep in)
Put the Moncler back in the closet, this a Murakami now (This a Murakami now)
Reverends tell us, "Put the guns down", but I can get slippy now (I can get slippy now, now, now)
If we ever put the guns down, they might end up killin' us (Might end up killin' us)
So I never put the guns down, we gon' go burn it up, yeah, yeah
Reminiscin' them cold nights
I was thirteen, drinkin' them cold Sprites (Cold Sprites)
I can't fuck with you after you play me once
If you do it once, you would do it twice (Oh, oh, oh)
Hesitatin' to let you up in my life (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I ain't mumblin', baby, I'm really nice
I had four pieces, gave 'em all three
Now I'm in this shit, you get this last slice (Yeah, yeah)
NASCAR (NASCAR), rockstar (Oh, oh, oh)
Jaguar, I go so far (Oh, oh, oh)
Living large, plenty rods (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck a gang, hoe, I'm with the squad (Oh, oh)
If you wanna fuck me (Fuck me), then you gotta fuck him (Fuck him)
And you gotta fuck him (Fuck him), 'cause baby, that's bro nem (Bro nem)
Don't do no double G's, I can't promote them (Can't promote them)
I took my swag off, drippin' like the ocean (Like the ocean, haha)
Oh, oh, oh
Yeah, uh, uh (Smoove'L-L-L)
Yeah, baby
NASCAR, rockstar
Jaguar, oh-oh
Smoove'L-L-L, oh, that's your name?
Yeah, yeah (Ace Bankz on the track)
I just made me a pack, I need some new racks, it's gon' be a good day (Oh, oh, oh)
When I'm movin', I gotta stay strapped, they all on my Gram, I know that they watch face
I got tired of hatin' my mom sayin', "Get out and go find your own place"
Got signed after I graduated, look back, it was a good pace (Yeah, yeah)
NASCAR (NASCAR), rockstar (Oh, oh, oh)
Jaguar, I go so far (Oh, oh, oh)
Living large, plenty rods (Oh, oh, oh)
Fuck a gang, hoe, I'm with the squad (Yeah, yeah, haha)
Yeah, haha (Oh, oh, oh-oh)
Once upon a time I had this ex, yeah, and I was suspicious about this bitch, you know? (Smoove'L-L-L)
I had trust issues (Oh, oh, oh), so, you know, I had to do my shit first, and that's what I did
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I gotta go cheat first, just in case this lil' bitch cheatin'
'Cause you know how these hoes work, say their pussy be yours, but they sneakin'
I been killin' the offense, now I'm gettin' right back up on defense (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I was thinkin' 'bout gettin' out, I was sunk in, I was deep in (I was deep in)
Put the Moncler back in the closet, this a Murakami now (This a Murakami now)
Reverends tell us, "Put the guns down", but I can get slippy now (I can get slippy now, now, now)
If we ever put the guns down, they might end up killin' us (Might end up killin' us)
So I never put the guns down, we gon' go burn it up, yeah, yeah
Reminiscin' them cold nights
I was thirteen, drinkin' them cold Sprites (Cold Sprites)
I can't fuck with you after you play me once
If you do it once, you would do it twice (Oh, oh, oh)
Hesitatin' to let you up in my life (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I ain't mumblin', baby, I'm really nice
I had four pieces, gave 'em all three
Now I'm in this shit, you get this last slice (Yeah, yeah)
NASCAR (NASCAR), rockstar (Oh, oh, oh)
Jaguar, I go so far (Oh, oh, oh)
Living large, plenty rods (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck a gang, hoe, I'm with the squad (Oh, oh)
If you wanna fuck me (Fuck me), then you gotta fuck him (Fuck him)
And you gotta fuck him (Fuck him), 'cause baby, that's bro nem (Bro nem)
Don't do no double G's, I can't promote them (Can't promote them)
I took my swag off, drippin' like the ocean (Like the ocean, haha)
Oh, oh, oh
Yeah, uh, uh (Smoove'L-L-L)
Yeah, baby
NASCAR, rockstar
Jaguar, oh-oh
