White Leather-Ace Hood

[Chorus X4] White leather, hot new pair of rims Brand new pistol with a trigger like a hair pin [Verse 1] Well I just copped that mini Bentley four door Always see me golow, oh I'm in it so low My fitted sitting so low, put that black tee there Fresh in my Polo, pistol under seat, only use that b**ch for promo Bad yellow broad, and she sucking on my zo zo While I'm counting Euros, turned it to a funeral Dead pres' is everywhere, money out the derriere Yeah I'm doing very well, holler when you see me there Boy I wish a ni**a would, try me like I ain't hood Over here we all good, run up if you think you could You could meet my poster, leave you in a dumpster Blast till my thumbs hurt, yeah ni**a shooting first Now that's nasty, you should see the Caddy Cash money addict, I'm stunting like my daddy Ace Hood swagging, but I'm kind of embarrassed Walking like I'm pigeon toed, pockets full of cabbage and I'm sitting [Chorus X4] [Verse 2] And yeah, you see them choppers And they chopping on that pearl Benz They like a whirl wind, it'll reel your girl in No baby momma drama, you can bring your girlfriend So come to momma, hop in that dropper topper Don't worry about your man that's why I carry the chopper It go blocka blocka blocka b-blocka blocka blocka, yeah he going to need a doctor I dump his a** off in Broward, tell him I holler holler I dip off in that Impala, them rims still spinning I did my best to stop them, I get them from the boarder Across the water I order, this Tommy Melanoma Diamonds kept in the cooler, ordered them from the mula I hit up Kevin the jeweler You ever try to play me I let you meet with the Ruger That little body movement, them 26's a tumor Put stripes on the Jag', I call that b**ch in the Puma, this twenty two suited And I'm sitting on that