Angels Attack ft. J2 Lyrics

Yeah (yeah)

Yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah (yeah)

Tell my angels attack

I'ma make you get back

Come and see if its cap

Man I'm bout what I rap

I don't need me a blick

So I keep me a verse

You been feeling real sick

Need to read you a verse

Tell my angels attack (attack ayuh)

I'ma make you get back (get back get uh)

Come and see if its cap (Come and see if its uh)

Man I'm bout what I rap

Hold up

I keep me a verse, I don't keep me a mac

But I bet you my angels still gonna attack

And I'm rocking with God cus he keep me intact

I'm not talking bout printer, I keep up the facts

And I'm snitching to God but I'm still not a rat

And I'm watching my path so he watching my back

Talk crazy bout Him and you bound to get smacked

No room in my circle you get to the back

Get it, the circle? Get to the back?

Man nevermind bro

I'm stacking my bread like I'm making a sandwich

I murder the beat got me doing some damage

The way I went up you would think I was planted

You wanna be me think I'm smelling real dandy

I really do this man you just gotta hand it

I'm cutting them off man they really can't stand it

They talking bout me think it's really romantic

And now you a hater you really offended

I boom on the beat and I hit like a Ford

Love is something you really just cannot afford

I'm the goat and I'm still waiting on my award

Seeking justice you know I just I call on my Lord

I'm killing these beats cus I really be bored

I praise Jesus Christ cus he hung on that board

Tell my angels attack

I'ma make you get back

Come and see if its cap

Man I'm bout what I rap

I don't need me a blick

So I keep me a verse

You been feeling real sick

Need to read you a verse

Bih

You talk on the gang, put you on the shirt

Glock 23 with a switch it's gon' burst

We creep on yo block, hell yea we gon' lurk

And I'm fcking this thot, that bih gon' squirt

Imma call up the bro, we gon' slide get you murked

I just hopped in the yo, then I spit me a verse

Keep a Glock 24, and you know how it go

Told that bih if we fck, keep that on the low

She give me some neck, kick that bih out the door

Bullets flying like angels hit you in yo fro

She say yes to me, but you hearing no

I stay with the steppas, they stomp on yo toe

And life getting reckless, so I'm clutching a pole

Knock an opp out his section, send a fck ngga home

I'm tired of this cappin, like keep it a buck

Say you got a ratchet, but you don't got it tucked

You claim you gon' blast it, but be freezing up

Oh you walking with heat? put that lil shii up

I could hit up the gang , they could send you up

Got a big giving brain, ain't pay no buck

And this Glock got a beam , so I'm hitting my target

Step on they block , we do that shii happen

He in the Alley ain't talking 'bout Austin

You had my trust pssy ngga you lost it

Tell my angels attack (attack ayuh)

I'ma make you get back (get back get uh)

Come and see if its cap (Come and see if its uh)

Man I'm bout what I rap

I don't need me a blick

So I keep me a verse

You been feeling real sick

Need to read you a verse