Angel Haze

Angel Haze - Wrecking Ball lyrics

rate me

Uh, yeah

Ok I’m Rambo I ram shack

I’m next to that cheese like rat traps

On top of that green, like grass ass

That’s over y'all head, like snapbacks

I get it where I fit in, put up then I put in

Tryna find an ass I can put my fucking foot in

Run this shit no I run this shit

Don’t give one fuck

Bitch I done this shit

I did what I say I did

Did not fabricate one bit

I have been the fucking realest

Since my exit near the clit

That’s where I was born

Fuck what you on

All about me bitch fuck what you doing

Round of applause bitches

Slap me with some clappin

Show my whole fucking ass like a fat bitch chaps

But I’ll be running that shit like a motherfucking tracker

Like I run on sense like a motherfucking chopper

Like a cheetah in the jungle

But I’m motherfucking faster

Like a pre-teen boy in the church with a pastor

Hold up I’m not serious

I’m just playin psych

Fuck your opinion bitch

I mean it when I’m sayin that

Money and more money

Is the only shit I’m after

You can cut the fake shit

I’m not a motherfucking actor

I’m on top of my green

Like a motherfucking tractor

You niggers you bout to be bitches

You bitches bout to be Casper

I be on that other shit

Got that from my other bitch

She come from an island

Or a desert or some tundra shit

I am multi-faceted

Bitch I do a ton of shit

Like I’m diarrhea or whatever's sitting under it

I’m nasty, I’m insane

I’m too much, I spit grains

I came from the fuckin bottom

I’m top now, I shift lanes

I kick shit like dope shit

Like no shit like oh shit

Get in my way I fuck up everything

Like hoe shit

See, they said that I wouldn't

I do whatever they said I couldn't

I’m not the one to be fucked with

Or to be tough with

I be on your head like duck, duck, duck bitch

I be in the air like pump-pumped up fists

Nah, I’m like up-chuck

Like gut fish, like hands up my skirt

Like when you gonna let me fuck bitch

Money and more money

Is the only shit I’m after

You can cut the fake shit

I’m not a motherfucking actor

I’m on top of my green

Like a motherfucking tractor

You niggers you bout to be bitches

You bitches bout to be Casper

I’m an undefeated bastard

My tongue is the fucking rapture bitch

I be at my peak

I am not the one to be mastered

I’m the one to be after

I’m sweeping you while I’m dusting

I just popped up out the blue

I’m spontaneously combusting

Spit a little different, give me just a minute

Beat the beat down bitch

Fresh it then I kill it

We are not the same

But they don’t really get it

Tell‘em do the math

Hoe, fraction, division

Sick flow sick ho

Drop me in the clinic

Eat'em 'til the end 'til

They back at the beginning

Cause I kill it till it’s flat dead

And never pass a rock

Like a motherfucking crack head

Money and more money

Is the only shit I’m after

You can cut the fake shit

I’m not a motherfucking actor

I’m on top of my green

Like a motherfucking tractor

You niggers you bout to be bitches

You bitches bout to be Casper

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