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

(That's just her anyway)
I heard the deep throated two lizards and an anaconda
Look, with my new bitch
But Im on my old
Yeah I hold the power, ho, on that control
Fucking bandwagon, that them bitches on it
Bet I rap circles on them bitches an orbit
Bet I rap circles they dizzy like a full twist
Bet I kill till Im digging up they mortgage
Yo till Im digging up they
And throw bodies down like a preacher in a ball pit
Yo Im nasty though, we can record it like Casio
Maybe you can bite this, like
And put the in when I fucking back it up
Nah Im brash as fuck, get it wetter than a motherfucking
Get it wetter than a motherfucking bath of
Hand run it, so you cant pass it up
Yo, what the fuck these wanna know about me?
There aint one on earth I aint told about me
Just a ago I was a no-uh-body
Now everybody wanna fucking know about me,
best respect my space, stepping on your face
Like you my weight
Bitch Im the best I see, blowing like the next Ali
Yo theres a man down and Im chillin with a bad brown
And another bad chick that toned, when her face painted on
Yo motherfuckers know Im nasty, catch
Whatever motherfuckers throwing at me,
motherfucker throw, Im Cassie
And I send them bitches going home happy
Look, once upon a in Detroit
There was a little bitch born a sweet voice
Saying all she wanted was to sing a song
And have a crowd full of people that sing
But nobody gave a fuck that this was all off the top like a of duck
Duck, duck, duck, duck,
Bitch my wild, like its been cut loose
And Im running lane like a wild car
And I kill bitches when I stubborn
Yo it wasnt really easy though
But I never let think that they could see me though
Cause I was alone at the
Kept getting like Hilary Rhoda
Now Im up top and Im coming for you
Bitches said it couldnt happen but Im living fucking proof
So now all thats left is to on em
Whip it out and wet that shit my behind and on em
Yall niggas thought you would see my over
But do this every motherfucking time on you
Yo I aint even a sweat
Making your head spin till you break your neck
Im playing armadillo to a respect
Im putting heat to you bitches like necks
Yo look, Im up, up and
any bitch who got something to say
I dont a fuck, bitch is nothing to me
I wish a would get tree stumped in the face
Yo tree stumped in the face, tree stumped in the face
I dont give a fuck, is nothing to me
I wish a bitch would get stumped in the face
I mean I know there a lot of these bitches are mad anyway
I mean, like, I mean I like cause I'm stylin' on 'em
Bitches out here shaped caravans
Bitches out here looking wet noodles in the face
Bitches out here looking mother fucking planet Jupiter
Bitches out here with edges looking like marks
Like, I just, I just, I know its cause I do the god thing on 'em
So its like I'm over here here looking a bag of money
And you over here looking like a bag of ventriloquist
Like, I'm just trying to say it, like I'm the best bitch it
I don't gave a yo
I never gave a yo