Ordinary
Grand Culture Music & YoungAceSG
GENRE
(Sponge gang)
(Grand Culture Music)
[Verse 1:Young Ace]
Killing these niggas if necessary
Oh,you don’t know that I’m very scary?
Better hide until it’s February
Everyone knows that this isn’t ordinary
Buying all the clothes in the store
Really though,I need more
You did not just call my girl a whore
Ain’t this something we seen before?
Never underestimate my power I have in store
Tonight,you’ll listen to this and it’ll rock your core
Wearing the 24 on my jersey just like Kobe
R.I.P. to him but you better get to know me
We’re on close terms but you’re not really my homie
I didn’t have any other plans this winter,I figured we go ski
Am I the goat? In the future,you will see
The two sports I play are baseball and basketball
This verse is off the wall
Money comes in,I just need to make one call
My life’s a trip,and it’s not the alcohol
In fact,you probably shouldn’t know me at all
[Verse 2:Young Ace]
I’m balling every week
Racks coming in like cheddar cheese
And when I turn into Hulk,I go all green
Except for the shorts and I’m still making the team
After this drops,you better not turn me into a meme
Sponge gang,you with it or no?
If not,then what you here for?
And why the fuck are you so poor?
Our gang gets word from door to door
That’s because we’re getting buzz
[Verse 3:Young Ace]
You niggas are fish like koi
I dropped my album before Certified Lover Boy
I brought these weapons,they’re my favorite toys
When I use them,I get joy
And when they get taken,my happiness is destroyed
I’m like Kanye when I perfect my art
It stinks,that’s because I was the one to fart
Know what else stinks? Pop Tarts
When I have my cards,I’m always playing hearts
Shoot you in the leg to show you that you ain’t hard
Say goodbye to your team because this is the draft
Your song is kinda crap
Like the only genres I stick to are pop and rap
And I only do that
You scared over my threats? You need to relax
[Verse 4:Young Ace]
And sit
Take a flick
This some real shit
And this is how I feel bitch
What type of rap didn’t I do yet?
I feel indifferent now
I don’t even listen now
Got a Cuban chain,I go and buss it down
Money on me like 200 thou
And I just made my own sound
Be yourself and nobody else
Liking these plaques I have on the shelf
And I did it all without help
Check this new money,how I got it you can’t tell
King of the rap game,you’re just an elf
[Verse 5:Young Ace]
Might just smash your daughter
And I have a whole lotta water
Maybe I can put my tongue in her mouth
But that’s freaky,isn’t that what I’m all about?
Ain’t no telling if rappers do this for clout
I’m gonna pass the ball to defense
If I dissed you on a track,no offense
And if I did,I might do it again
I’m a troublesome little shit
I’ll do this for Mamba if this ball hits
(Grand Culture Music)
[Verse 1:Young Ace]
Killing these niggas if necessary
Oh,you don’t know that I’m very scary?
Better hide until it’s February
Everyone knows that this isn’t ordinary
Buying all the clothes in the store
Really though,I need more
You did not just call my girl a whore
Ain’t this something we seen before?
Never underestimate my power I have in store
Tonight,you’ll listen to this and it’ll rock your core
Wearing the 24 on my jersey just like Kobe
R.I.P. to him but you better get to know me
We’re on close terms but you’re not really my homie
I didn’t have any other plans this winter,I figured we go ski
Am I the goat? In the future,you will see
The two sports I play are baseball and basketball
This verse is off the wall
Money comes in,I just need to make one call
My life’s a trip,and it’s not the alcohol
In fact,you probably shouldn’t know me at all
[Verse 2:Young Ace]
I’m balling every week
Racks coming in like cheddar cheese
And when I turn into Hulk,I go all green
Except for the shorts and I’m still making the team
After this drops,you better not turn me into a meme
Sponge gang,you with it or no?
If not,then what you here for?
And why the fuck are you so poor?
Our gang gets word from door to door
That’s because we’re getting buzz
[Verse 3:Young Ace]
You niggas are fish like koi
I dropped my album before Certified Lover Boy
I brought these weapons,they’re my favorite toys
When I use them,I get joy
And when they get taken,my happiness is destroyed
I’m like Kanye when I perfect my art
It stinks,that’s because I was the one to fart
Know what else stinks? Pop Tarts
When I have my cards,I’m always playing hearts
Shoot you in the leg to show you that you ain’t hard
Say goodbye to your team because this is the draft
Your song is kinda crap
Like the only genres I stick to are pop and rap
And I only do that
You scared over my threats? You need to relax
[Verse 4:Young Ace]
And sit
Take a flick
This some real shit
And this is how I feel bitch
What type of rap didn’t I do yet?
I feel indifferent now
I don’t even listen now
Got a Cuban chain,I go and buss it down
Money on me like 200 thou
And I just made my own sound
Be yourself and nobody else
Liking these plaques I have on the shelf
And I did it all without help
Check this new money,how I got it you can’t tell
King of the rap game,you’re just an elf
[Verse 5:Young Ace]
Might just smash your daughter
And I have a whole lotta water
Maybe I can put my tongue in her mouth
But that’s freaky,isn’t that what I’m all about?
Ain’t no telling if rappers do this for clout
I’m gonna pass the ball to defense
If I dissed you on a track,no offense
And if I did,I might do it again
I’m a troublesome little shit
I’ll do this for Mamba if this ball hits
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