Angel Haze - Loftcries lyrics

rate me

My mind's an art gallery

Carrots, lettuce, celery

Never in a pickle

Catch me chilling with the cavalry

That mean that I'm god-like

You bitches need salvaging

And I spit like a paint brush

That is painting out a masterpiece

And I am like a jungle full of motherfucking mega beasts

When I spit I break the first three letter of your legacy

Yeah, that mean I'm AO, hoe

Yeah, that mean I drill so

Deep into these fields, slow Sherron, cause I'm on your heels

Hold it, Sherron, cause I'm on that pill flow

That super fucking real flow

That bigger big Mac than a fucking jet black

Stomp, wear high heel, flow

Kill me when these bitches fail in speaking that coherent shit

Did this on my own, bitch, on my single pension

My mind's an art gallery.