Aces and Queens

Woah, we showed up Glowed up Hold up With my aces With my queens Bet, I'm holed up Hoed up Hold up Empty bottles filled with dreams Coked up models in saveens Gelato, need my queens What's my motto, where's my teams Hit that throttle, hear the screams Like Holy Shit It's a race against the clock Yo, once I get a taste Then it's impossible to stop You settle in your place And I'll keep rising to the top Oh, bitch I do it for myself But also do it for my block Uh But also do it for my block Uh Shit Yo, crank that volume Turn it way up Slam it, I never layup Hammered then we gon' stay up Standin', yeah we gon' slay up Damage that you gon' pay up My managers think I'm made up These amateurs gettin' ate up Get your weight up, weight up Get your weapon Get your blade up Yo get your weapon any second Get your grade up Now ain't no guessin' Now my mind already made up Put your hands Put your city Put your fans Put your state up But also do it for my block Uh