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Angel is coming through
I heard Angel grew up in the pot hole (Aw look at that bitch)
I she was fucking
Chrishell
started fucking

(That's like her anyway)
I heard the bitch throated two lizards and an anaconda
Look, ride my new bitch
But Im on my old
Yeah I the power, ho, on that control shit
Fucking bandwagon, that them jumping on it
Bet I rap circles on them bitches an orbit
Bet I rap circles till dizzy like a full twist
Bet I kill bitches till Im digging up they
Yo till Im digging up mortgage
And their bodies down like a preacher in a ball pit
Yo Im though, maybe we can record it like Casio
Maybe you can bite this, like
And put the head in when I back it up
Nah Im brash as fuck, get it wetter a motherfucking aqueduct
Get it wetter than a motherfucking bath of
Hand run it, so you bitches pass it up
Yo, what the fuck bitches wanna know about me?
There aint one thing on earth I aint told me
a month ago I was a no-uh-body
Now everybody fucking know about me, huh?
best respect my space, stepping on your face
Like you detect my
Im the best I see, blowing like the motherfucking next Ali
Yo a man down and Im chillin with a motherfucking bad brown
And bad chick that sand toned, when her face painted on
Yo yall motherfuckers Im nasty, catch
motherfuckers throwing at me, gimme
Like throw, Im Cassie
And I better send them bitches home happy
Look, once upon a in Detroit
There was a little bitch born with a voice
Saying all she ever was to sing a song
And have a crowd full of people sing along
But nobody gave a fuck that this was all off the top like a of duck
Duck, duck, duck, duck,
Bitch my flow wild, like its cut loose
And Im running every lane like a car
And I still kill bitches I stubborn
Yo it wasnt never easy though
But I never let them think that could see me though
Cause I was at the bottom
Kept getting like Hilary Rhoda
Now Im up top and Im for you losers
Bitches said it couldnt happen but Im living fucking bitches
So now all left is to shine on em
Whip it out and wet that shit from my and on em
Yall niggas thought you see my grind over
But Imma do every motherfucking time on you
Yo I even break a sweat
Making your fucking head till you break your neck
Im playing armadillo to a straight
Im putting heat to you like vapor necks
Yo look, Im up, up and
Smacking any who got something to say
I dont give a fuck, bitch is to me
I wish a bitch would get tree stumped in the
Yo tree in the face, wait tree stumped in the face
I give a fuck, bitch is nothing to me
I wish a bitch would get stumped in the face
I mean I already there a lot of these bitches are mad anyway
I mean, like, I mean I feel cause I'm stylin' on 'em
Bitches out here shaped caravans
Bitches out here looking like wet noodles in the
Bitches out here looking mother fucking planet Jupiter
out here with edges looking like skid marks
Like, I just, I just, I its cause I do the god damn thing on 'em
So its like I'm over here looking like a bag of money
And you here looking like a bag of ventriloquist dummies
Like, I'm just to say it, like I'm the best bitch doing it
I gave a fuck yo
I gave a fuck yo