drego - palm angels lyrics
[intro]
i just popped serena’s sister, got me higher than venus
they got my dog sittin’ down like he a paraplegic
n+ggas be snitchin’, rattin’, tellin’, pointin’, sayin’ they seen it
sellin’ this white, sellin’ this brown, feelin’ like peter and cleveland (i got exotic pack)
man
[chorus]
i’m thinkin’ like brandon graham, dog, i’m thinkin’ ’bout gettin’ a sack
she told her mama she find a rich n+gga, she ain’t comin’ back
i’m thinkin’ ’bout sh+t from years ago, i still wan’ get ’em whacked
i’m thinkin’ ’bout when i slept on the couch and floor to move the bag
should pick to get back the lean you spilled to thе n+ggas that up and left
you ain’t even gotta ask, dog, that’s likе a hundred in cash
you ain’t even gotta ask, dog, you know i keep a mag
you ain’t even gotta ask, dog, you know i keep a bag (man)
[verse 1]
my dope come off miami port, now, n+gga, that’s palm angels
n+ggas be tryna double cross me, comin’ at all angles
should’ve worked at hr block ’cause all i do is tax
sh+t, i should’ve worked at fed+ex, all i move is packs
d+mn, the squad be shootin’ fast, think it’s this new attachment
ridin’ around with plastic glocks, my b+tch ass full of plastic
i just popped serena’s sister, got me higher than venus
they got my dog sittin’ down like he a paraplegic
n+ggas be snitchin’, rattin’, tellin’, pointin’, sayin’ they seen it
sellin’ this white, sellin’ this brown, feelin’ like peter and cleveland
found a million+dollar route, don’t see me never leavin’
help my mama see a billion, i been out here schemin’ (man)
[chorus]
i’m thinkin’ like brandon graham, dog, i’m thinkin’ ’bout gettin’ a sack
she told her mama she find a rich n+gga, she ain’t comin’ back
i’m thinkin’ ’bout sh+t from years ago, i still wan’ get ’em whacked
i’m thinkin’ ’bout when i slept on the couch and floor to move the bag
should pick to get back the lean you spilled to the n+ggas that up and left
you ain’t even gotta ask, dog, that’s like a hundred in cash
you ain’t even gotta ask, dog, you know i keep a mag
you ain’t even gotta ask, dog, you know i keep a bag (man)
[verse 2]
i’m thinkin’ ’bout my ex+b+tch head, i’m thinkin’ ’bout doublin’ back
the bag, it move so fast, like a loss in 2k, i’m runnin’ it back
every time i get ahead, it’s like i’m stumblin’ back
all these eagles floatin’ around, i think i’m donovan mcnabb
treat him like some off+white kicks and give his toe a tag
treat a n+gga like a coward, buy his ho a bag
treat the pros like keith sweat, i’m tryna make it last
might hit am+ex on a sunday just to buy some casket
i don’t be listenin’ when they talkin’ ’cause all they talk is cabbage
get a slab and lock it up, be thinkin’ like chris masters
i know my son gon’ be the sh+t, i be thinkin’ like lonzo daddy
all these godd+mn la bales got me thinkin’ like patti
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