Ace Hood

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Piss Em Off

Fresh on the scene, now you let the swag talk

Watch, I pull up in that foreign just to piss 'em off

Had to whisper to my dog, I say we here to ball

Chain ring, wrist bling, I'm a piss 'em off

Okay, more bottles of Rosay

Ermaz on her waist, complimented by that oche

Looking kinda fly Mr. Hood what them hoes say

Pissing niggas off by the bezel on the watch face

On that nick Shorty, this just how the boss play

Phantom with the two tone, left it with the valet

You don't have a rank, catch me cooping on a Sunday

Bitch I am the shit. We clear? Blue Ray

Check the swag. Yea, it's on

Gettin' cash, the bank roll

I get it fast, never slow

Piss 'em off just to let them haters know

Let 'em know you will never meet a nigga this fly, I ain't lying

Got the top off the wip

You ain't ridin', you ain't ridin'

If the watch under 40

You ain't shinnin', you ain't shinnin'

Piss 'em off, you niggas all talk, ain't bide it

Old man, ten grand, bought the whole mall

Heard they hatin' so I did it just to piss 'em off

Chilling with a bad bitch Mrs. WhatchaCall

Put her in a red bottom just to piss 'em off

Good lord, you know what the wrist cost

Bid the pretty penny probably triple what your rent cost

Get a nigga shine it, like cutting on a chandelier

Hop in about that Porsche, why of course that be tha Panamere

Louie, Gucci, Fini or Versace be my day a pair

Oh that shit got you talkin'

It's nice, Christmas Carol I ain't with the bullshit

I do this for real though

Kick it with a player, talking gang when the field goal

Swimming in some money, fuck around and do a backstroke

You know how I like it baby, you just keep your bag low

Main I'm a dog, my whips are retarded

Swag out of space, you couldn't match it with a martian

Whatcha talin'?