Smino - Ace lyrics

[Intro: Smino] Oh yeah, oh yeah Lil heathen in Heathrow Blokes [Chorus: Smino] Whiskey with the team, got it bubblin' I got trees in my luggage, I got tings out in London Hope UK, what you say? f** is you sayin'? Oh when I say I been at the Ace hotel, you gotta tell me somethin' f** is you sayin'? Oh let me tell you, I been on the way What you sayin'? I'm making runs [Verse 1: Smino] I'm roll on track, I'm in this field I'm shot, you put me in my feels She made it clap clap clap clappity-clap out in Clapton Swerve and I crash if the pillow ain't your pa**ion She think I'm a liar like the Obamacare If the old never heard the soul country so slick bu*terskin smooth acne shoes, contradict You can hop right offa my country [Chorus: Smino] Team got it bubblin' I got trees in my luggage, I got tings out in London Hope UK, what you say? f** is you sayin'? Oh when I say I been at the Ace hotel, you gotta tell me somethin' f** is you sayin'? Oh let me tell you, I been on the way What you sayin'? I'm making runs [Verse 2: Noname] Smino Grigio, Noname, and Saba the best rappers And radio n***as sound like they wearing adult diapers And globalization scary and f**in' is fantastic And frankly I find it funny that Morgan is still actin' Bruce Almighty, Aphrodite and Dominoes Yummy biscotti, tamale, over mention my undertones Runnin' the dolly, Chicago overzealous with talent though Westside get the money, is still a cla**ic Movin' to LA, now I'm sippin on Sunny D And my n***a is hella pleased and I bought me a better pen so a b**h she ain't 'bout to write, I'm perpetually smoking weed Yes me rolling, I'm sorry, I'm tapping out Room 25, the best album that's coming out Labels got these n***as just doing it for the clout I'm just writing my darkest secrets like wait and just hear me out Saying vegan food is delicious like wait and just hear me out [Verse 3: Saba] I ain't been at home in a minute, my landlord been gettin' pissed 'Cause I barely count as a tenant, I'm overseas with the yen and sh** And I can't recall the last time that my live show was intimate The price for the show just went up, in addition the tickets did They didn't figure it out in 2012 so I just said f** it 'Cause we can drop all our albums ourselves, yeah I just said f** it 'Cause I know I got the gift like an elf And been wrapping raps around them like I'm a belt That's tea not ginger beer, I whisper in they ear Since I left the road, I got more hits than a deer A dollar and a dream like I'm Jermaine in the Ville You stand up or fall, pray, shout out to NFL Pure-bred delicatessen, damn, I'm real, I can tell it (tell it) I do not fall to no pressure (ah), cookin' up Barefoot Contessa (ah) I just raise the bar, I look at it with a measure With little to no effort, I thought it gonna be messed up, bless up [Chorus: Smino] Whiskey with the team, got it bubblin' I got trees in my luggage, I got tings in London Hope UK, what you say? f** is you sayin'? Oh when I say I been at the Ace hotel, you gotta tell me somethin' f** is you sayin'? Oh let me tell you, I been on the way What you sayin'? I'm making runs