Angles Lyrics

I'm about to get up on this beat, I'm about to fuck it up

My name's Von 2 Wings, what the fuck is up

Yes, I smoke gas all day, nigga, you know what's up

And I fuckin' play 2K, get your ass bust

Runnin' up the court, up, down, call that suicide

Baby, wanna jump in the whip with the suicide

Yes, I'm goin' crazy, yes, I know I'm crazy

This me actually rappin', I'm freestylin' daily

I'm with my lil' cousin, man, that nigga's shady

When I turn my back, he try to do some shit to snake me

But I'm cruisin' in the LEC, I'm land low, can't chase me

Baby, wanna fuck with a nigga like me

No, you can't

Gotta go run to the bank, and I don't have a nice day

Cause I got these franklins all in my head

I got these franklins in my pump

Pump angel down to the knees, I need it on

And I got some lithiacus, yeah, I need it on

Baby, wanna fuck with that nigga cause I want

I wanna fuck with that nigga cause he poppin'

Up and down like high tide, yeah

Bouncin' around, hoppin'

Goddamn, I'm givin' my shit, yeah

Cease it

Man, with this shit, I'm on defense

Fuck it, bout to get a pick six

I snagged it, yeah, I need it, bout to run to the end

Ayy

Goddamn

Fuck, baby

This is hell

What the fuck

I was not expecting that

I didn't even write this shit

What the fuck

I was not expecting that

This is hell

Yeah

What the fuck

I was not expecting that

Yeah

What the fuck

I did not expect that