Angelic

Ugh, I cant- I can't do this

Baby wassup

Smoking blunts, Hennessy in my cup

I ain't worried 'bout nun of y'all

45 on my hip, keep it tucked

You keep acting like you know a thing but you don't know a thing

You keep talkin' like you've been around like you know a place

We don't even know your name

If he pull up ima bust it, buss down on yo face

I don't give no fucks, man my Brodie keep a tuck

If you wanna pull up, no we not the same

You don't know true pain tho, the way you actin is a shame hoe