Lyrics

Angels Fah, fah, fah, bee We love you, Tecca (fa, fa) Hop in this party and poured up a four Shawty said my shit crank, I know Hop in the coupe, where you want to go? I made me some hits but, lil' bitch, I want more We spin his block, no finger roll Where my opps been lately? I ain't seen them post Got a stick with a flash, nigga, strike a pose Red dot, Rudolph, and that shit hit his nose I think that I'm toxic, she cannot get rid of me Man, I heard a lot of niggas been dissing These niggas just mad 'cause they bitches streamed Epiphany These niggas smoke .5's, bitch, are you kidding me? Why you laughing? They know real shit wasn't that funny for you to be geeking And that's why I don't wife these hoes, they be tweaking These niggas my sons, you know I'm gon' beat 'em And I haven't been dropping, I know that y'all fiending Man, these niggas be mad 'cause Lil' 'Dami succeeding Why your whole gang been sharing that gun? It's misleading And these niggas be trashing, that's why you receding Pedal to the metal, R6, we speeding Shawty say she love me but I'm still cheating 'Bout to hit up Dubai for a weekend (gang) Hop in this party and poured up a four Shawty said my shit crank, I know Hop in the coupe, where you want to go? I made me some hits but, lil' bitch, I want more We spin his block, no finger roll Where my opps been lately? I ain't seen them post Got a stick with a flash, nigga, strike a pose Red dot, Rudolph, and that shit hit his nose Hop in this party and poured up a four Shawty said my shit crank, I know Hop in the coupe, where you want to go? I made me some hits but, lil' bitch, I want more We spin his block, no finger roll Where my opps been lately? I ain't seen them post Got a stick with a flash, nigga, strike a pose Red dot, Rudolph, and that shit hit his nose
Writer(s): Tyler Justin Sharpe, David Wallace Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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