Angel (feat. Lrdq)

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Woah, Woah
Angel
Angel

Where did you go, you just took off with my soul
Get in that mode, imma rock out all of my shows
I can't tell if it feels right or wrong
You shine the brightest your light is woah, woah
Angel
Angel
Angel
Angel
You had my heart but you fumbled the bag I was just hoping we last
Yeah I been popping these tag fresh off the lot with paper tag
But I been in indulging in red
You did a number shit hurt me bad
Angel
Angel
Angel
Angel

Walk in, flooded
How much it cost bout 100
Off the perc bicth it feel like i'm haunted
Dancing on me that bitch look like honey
I can't f*ck on that bitch that lil bitch for the streets
I don't want that lil bitch if she wanted
I'm too turnt to the max in this bitch thats on God
Wocky and X in my stomach (okay)
I'm at the top of the top i'm really high rank i'm real upper echelon
These nigga ask how I did it i say f*ck them niggas and turnt up on everyone
All them lil niggas do is just hate
Vageta, hit that lil boy with the galick gun
I put gas in that truck big body tonka
I transform I feel like i'm megatron
I pray to my angels they help stack my cheese up
Got these racks up in my jeans this shit dripping velveeta
I got pack in you know it stink this shit smell like a stink bug
Glocks F&Ns it fucking sting, you know we keep something tucked

Where did you go, you just took off with my soul
Get in that mode, imma rock out all of my shows
I can't tell if it feels right or wrong
You shine the brightest your light is woah, woah

222, 444, I feel my angels afloat
Give me protection from all give me protection from all
She put molly up her nose she tryna have her a ball
If i did not have these angels I do not know who I would call on

Angel
Angel
Angel
Angel
You had my heart but you fumbled the bag I was just hoping we last
Yeah I been popping these tag fresh off the lot with paper tag
But I been in indulging in red
You did a number shit hurt me bad

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