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Slowly
4,800
Hip-Hop/Rap
Slowly was released on October 15, 2021 by ACE as a part of the album Slowly - Single
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Release DateOctober 15, 2021
LabelACE
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
ACE
ACE
Performer
Kwengface
Kwengface
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Danny Beats
Danny Beats
Songwriter
Joseph Hughes
Joseph Hughes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Almac
Almac
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Slowly, touch it
When you deal with the coke, don't rush it
Phone me, I got it
I sell it for the low
[Verse 2]
Slowly, touch it
When you deal with the coke, don't rush it
Phone me, I got it
I sell it for the low, with me make profit
[Verse 3]
I bet your plug's plug can't beat it
And I'm the man in middle
Yo, I can be the man with the riddles
Told bro it's off safety, mind how you fiddle
[Verse 4]
Slowly, touch it
When you deal with the coke, don't rush it
Phone me, I got it
I sell it for the low, with me make profit
[Verse 5]
I bet your plug's plug can't beat it
And I'm the man in middle
Yo, I can be the man with the riddles
Told bro it's off safety, mind how you fiddle
[Verse 6]
Yo, I collect bands nowadays
More time I just sit back nowadays
Clean it, grease it, it's ready now, beat it
I was in the trap but my **** like teethin'
I was in jail fightin' bail 'cause of previous
In the jungle there ain't no feelings
Wreak all the grub, then they locked up
A nine in the pot, I ain't fuckin' this up
Twice on the landin' runnin' out of luck
Fill it to the brim when your fillin' that slug
Yo, big ting packin' a punch
My **** in jail for dinners and guns
Thousand grams that's goin' up country
Talk about ACE, don't spread no rumors
In my phonebook there's a whole lotta shooters
[Verse 7]
Oi, look
I can make a hood ting lit
Yo, I can take her uptown quick with a penthouse view, show her somethin' diff
Turn this boujee ting to a stranga
I can take her back to my block, make her do ten toes and make her hold this hammer
I pray that this mash don't jam up
Gettin' up close, head back, mash up
LV drip when I'm shoppin' in Pari'
Or I'm in the midlands shoppin' for strallies
This Tiktok ting's too catty
I wish I never fucked, she way too chatty
Oi, man's lettin' it shoot
Glap, bap, lettin' it boot
Do it like bro, man did it, splasher
I'm steppin' with shh, get slapped with the root
[Verse 8]
Slowly, touch it
When you deal with the coke, don't rush it
Phone me, I got it
I sell it for the low, with me make profit
[Verse 9]
I bet your plug's plug can't beat it
And I'm the man in middle
Yo, I can be the man with the riddles
Told bro it's off safety, mind how you fiddle
[Verse 10]
Slowly, touch it
When you deal with the coke, don't rush it
Phone me, I got it
I sell it for the low, with me make profit
[Verse 11]
I bet your plug's plug can't beat it
And I'm the man in middle
Yo, I can be the man with the riddles
Told bro it's off safety, mind how you fiddle
[Verse 12]
The more you take, you leave behind
I ain't no shadow but what am I?
All of my money gets multiplied
Fifity on a brick, that's overpriced
Twenty on your wrist, that's over light
A thousand cats that's on my line
AMG specs with the seats reclined
Blacked out tints 'cause the heat's inside
[Verse 13]
Being this lit is overhyped
Took time for this, weren't overnight
Man tryna charge seven bags for a hand ting
That's a mad ting, that's overpriced
One hundred bags ain't enough
Two hundred bags ain't enough
Three hundred bags ain't enough
So I need a quick half a mil', then I'm off
[Verse 14]
Slowly, touch it
When you deal with the coke, don't rush it
Phone me, I got it
I sell it for the low, with me make profit
[Verse 15]
I bet your plug's plug can't beat it
And I'm the man in middle
Yo, I can be the man with the riddles
Told bro it's off safety, mind how you fiddle
[Verse 16]
Slowly, touch it
When you deal with the coke, don't rush it
Phone me, I got it
I sell it for the low, with me make profit
[Verse 17]
I bet your plug's plug can't beat it
And I'm the man in middle
Yo, I can be the man with the riddles
Told bro it's off safety, mind how you fiddle
Written by: Danny Beats, Joseph Hughes
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