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asap rocky - angels lyrics

[hook]
ten gold chains, wood grain propane
sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang

[bridge 1]
i’m the dope mane b-tches sniffin’ cocaine
all my young n-gg-s know that they could all weigh, all weigh
(call me, call me, call me) all weigh, all weigh
(call me, call me, call me) all weigh, all weigh
(call me, call me, call me) all weigh, all weigh
(call me, call me, call me) all weigh, all weigh

[verse 1]
if, if, if you see me trucking b-tch
they call me young drug dealer
they call me young thug n-gg-
24 karats my slugs glitter
24 years old worth a couple million
shouts out to my cuz’ n-gg-s
finna’ let it fly for my blood n-gg-s
middle finger up to you f-ck n-gg-s
if you a trill n-gg-, then f-ck wit’ us
n-gg- dash like a speed of a bullet
wit’ a pistol on him prolly’ wouldn’t even pull it
heart made of puddin’ mean muggin’ wit’ a hoodie
like what’s goodie
tryin’ to be the motherf-cker that you couldn’t
knowin’ you
down to let it fly when i shouldn’t
all my young n-gg-s they gon’ rep it to the fullest

[bridge 2]
tell a f-ck n-gg- be you f-ck tough be cool
all the young n-gg-s in crew they down to let it fly
for a n-gg- like me, young n-gg- like me
they let it fly
for a n-gg- like me, young n-gg- like me
they let it fly
for a n-gg- like me, young n-gg- like me
they let it fly
for a n-gg- like me, jiggy young like me

[hook]

[verse 2]
n-gg-s got rips in they jeans man i started that
hood by air man i started that
n-gg-s claim they the god of black
well your name is purple i’m the god of that
gave you my back n-gg-‘ pardon that
f-ck that sh-t i brought mobbin’ back
i brought robbin’ back, i brought the garden back
motherf-ck black land i brought harlem back
rollin’ in my benzo
hoes on the curb a couple of friends
rollin down my window
yo whats the word, f-ck it get in
ride round wit’ these bimbos
she give head to my kin folk
shout outs my connect tho’
keep a watch out for them winslows
cause’ the boys gon’ creep
d-boys gone’ serve
hoes gone skeet and the v gone swerve
imma’ get by while the world gon’ turn
imma’ get mine like you gon’ get yours
n-gg-s do the least do when the piece got nerve
n-gg-s in the streets when the heat got burned

[bridge 2]

[hook x2]

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