ASAP Rocky - Angels lyrics
rate meTen gold chains, wood grain, propane
Sell the whole thing from the cellphone rang
I'm the dope mane, bitches sniffing cocaine
All my young niggas know that they could always
Call me, call me, call me always, always
Call me, call me, call me always, always
Call me, call me, call me always, always
Call me, call me, call me always, always
If you see me trouble, bitch
They call me young drug dealer, they call me young thug nigga
24 karats my slugs glitter, 24 years old worth a couple million
Shouts out to my cus’ niggas, finna let it fly for my blood niggas
Middle finger up to you fuck niggas, if you a trill nigga, then fuck with us
Nigga dash like a speed of a bullet
With a pistol on him probably wouldn't even pull it
Heart made of pudding mean mugging with a hoodie like what's goodie
Trying to be the motherfucker that you couldn't knowing you
Down to let it fly when I shouldn't
All my young niggas, they gonna rep it to the fullest
Tell a fuck nigga be you, fuck tough, be cool
All the young niggas in my crew, they down to let it fly
For a nigga like me, young nigga like me
They let it fly
For a nigga like me, young nigga like me
They let it fly
For a nigga like me, young nigga like me
They let it fly
For a nigga like me, jiggy young nigga like me
Flex
Ten gold chains, wood grain, propane
Sell the whole thing from the cellphone rang
Niggas got rips in they jeans, man, I started that
Hood by Air, man, I started that
Niggas claim they the God of black
Well, your name is purple, I'm the guard of that
Gave you my back, nigga, pardon that
Fuck that shit, I brought mobbing back
I brought robbing back, I brought the Garden back
Motherfuck black land, I brought Harlem back
Rolling in my Benzo, hoes on the curb, a couple of friends
Rolling down my window, yo what's the word, fuck it get in
Ride round with these bimbos, she give head to my kin folk
Shout outs my connect though, keep a watch out for them Winslows
‘Cause the boys gonna creep, D-boys gonna serve
Hoes gonna skeet and the V gonna swerve
I'mma get by while the world gonna turn
I'mma get mine like you gonna get yours
Niggas do the least when the piece got nerve
Niggas in the streets want heat, got burned
Tell a nigga be you, fuck tough, be cool
Couple young niggas down with my crew who be done and let it fly
For a nigga like me, young nigga like me
They let it fly
For a nigga like me, young nigga like me
They let it fly
For a nigga like me, young nigga like me
They let it fly
For a nigga like me, jiggy young nigga like me
Flex
Ten gold chains, wood grain, propane
Sell the whole thing from the cellphone rang
Ten gold chains, wood grain, propane
Sell the whole thing from the cellphone rang
Ten gold chains, wood grain, propane
Sell the whole thing from the cellphone rang
Ten gold chains, wood grain, propane
Sell the whole thing from the cellphone rang
