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lirik lagu baby jace - antisocial

[intro]
you know
the way i changed my rap style
made me feel like i just got out of rehab or something
man, this melody goes dumb, who made this sh~t? (dimebaggie)
man, baby jace still ain’t gon’ k!ll this sh~t though (man stop playing)
he needs to go back to talk about his old hoes or sum (man stop playing he~)
0 for 5 ass n~gga (he off that sh~t now)

[verse 1]
got this beat from dimebaggie with these dollars in my bag b~tch
everyone’s an op, man i can’t f~ck with these f~ggots
i feel like a slave owner how i got mad whips
they didn’t like my music when i was on that sad sh~t
“jason acts like a baby, that’s why he’s baby jace”
hating on my top 10s, you ain’t top 88
n~ggas wanna act like babies when i’m tryna do these rates
i ain’t even tryna hate, i’m just tryna find the bass
all these n~ggas p~ssy, so you know they finna m~st~rbate
i just hope that all my brothers gonna beat that f~cking case
they give me that money like a n~gga works for real estate
if you’re a racist that means that you don’t like the human race
i don’t talk a lot because i don’t wanna talk to these fakes
i never associate with any kind of a snake, aye

[hook]
b~tch i’m antisocial (antisocial)
i’m gonna make sure that everything is kosher (ooh)
i ain’t gon’ stop rapping til my life is over (i’m not)
and i know n~ggas tryna take it too because i am the coldest (ice)
tryna pop me like a cold can of soda
she belongs to the speedway, charlotte motor
[verse 2]
this is what my senior year has come to
i wouldn’t be in the house if we ain’t vote for dumb dudes
talking bout obama, but what the f~ck did trump do?
he gon’ have us living in the slums, ooh
in the slums with a sl~t
you n~ggas can’t f~ck with us
yeah i stand 5’6, modern day king tut
i’m gonna be pulling up in that maserati truck
if i hear somebody snitched, punch the n~gga in the gut
i feel like i’m barry sanders, cuz a n~gga can’t be touched
i don’t trust these b~tches, man they always run their mouth too much, aye

[verse 3]
i’m 17, feeling like stunna, i’m a rich youngin’
ugly hoes tryna expose me to the public
they gon’ get the clip longer than a f~cking mullet
shoot like trae young, give a rat some bullets
n~ggas act like they your friends, until they take your bread
if they wanna be fake instead, we finna take some heads
they be snitching to save themselves, them n~ggas fake as well
faking it, like k mich~lle, you n~ggas lame as h~ll
i’ve been watching every move, i’ve also been reading lips
this is why i’m quiet, b~tch i’m tired of repeating it, aye
[hook]
b~tch i’m antisocial (antisocial)
i’m gonna make sure that everything is kosher (ooh)
i ain’t gon’ stop rapping til my life is over (i’m not)
and i know n~ggas tryna take it too because i am the coldest (ice)
tryna pop me like a cold can of soda
she belongs to the speedway, charlotte motor

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