CHARLIE'S ANGELS
Aye aye
(We gon keep this shit pimping you feel me)
Aye aye
Video vixen, she like compilations
My main bitch in my good graces, took some conversation
She seen me come up now I'm counting faces
I make her cum like every time we wasted
Gamble yo soul like Vegas, she fuck unfamiliar faces
I'm in the trap house daily, benjamins been what I'm chasing
Niggas capping like they gang or sum
Don't know I'm strapped, they think I sing or sum
Said I won't change at all
Ledo leaning, I'm on patron, said I'm the same as all
Stuck in the bottom, seen it all, think I got pain withdrawals
She bad as fuck, came here for love, she shouldn'tve came at all
I'm adding up, they broke my trust, these niggas changing dawg
Yeah
Throw out your heart this shit like operation
Bitch next to me you know she far from basic
My old bitch crossed me now she on some fake shit
My baby mama good for confrontation
I trap shit for my son, I hustle hard relentless
You my brother then it's love it ain't no competition
I pop out with my gun I know this shit get risky
Babygirl you make it fun, I fuck her for fitness
White bandanna, Saint Laurent, Gucci on her lenses
Babygirl said she the one, I want her she tempting
My lil nigga murder one, he ain't one to attempt it
Lil bro let that choppa swing then I'm doing the same
Yeah
She like to sing, I fuck her like a swinger
My nigga banging and dropping them bangers
I trap the trap out I'm a dope slanger
I got these hoes on me like Charlie's Angels
(We gon keep this shit pimping you feel me)
Aye aye
Video vixen, she like compilations
My main bitch in my good graces, took some conversation
She seen me come up now I'm counting faces
I make her cum like every time we wasted
Gamble yo soul like Vegas, she fuck unfamiliar faces
I'm in the trap house daily, benjamins been what I'm chasing
Niggas capping like they gang or sum
Don't know I'm strapped, they think I sing or sum
Said I won't change at all
Ledo leaning, I'm on patron, said I'm the same as all
Stuck in the bottom, seen it all, think I got pain withdrawals
She bad as fuck, came here for love, she shouldn'tve came at all
I'm adding up, they broke my trust, these niggas changing dawg
Yeah
Throw out your heart this shit like operation
Bitch next to me you know she far from basic
My old bitch crossed me now she on some fake shit
My baby mama good for confrontation
I trap shit for my son, I hustle hard relentless
You my brother then it's love it ain't no competition
I pop out with my gun I know this shit get risky
Babygirl you make it fun, I fuck her for fitness
White bandanna, Saint Laurent, Gucci on her lenses
Babygirl said she the one, I want her she tempting
My lil nigga murder one, he ain't one to attempt it
Lil bro let that choppa swing then I'm doing the same
Yeah
She like to sing, I fuck her like a swinger
My nigga banging and dropping them bangers
I trap the trap out I'm a dope slanger
I got these hoes on me like Charlie's Angels
Credits
Writer(s): Damien Crowder
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.