Street Angel

She like vodka with a little bit of lime (Light)
Real cutie but she know it when a rhyme tight
She never had job because her daddy's in the mob
That shouldn't be a prob, operating out the Nob
She wanna be my Bonnie but it's two worlds that collide
Shit, I'm not picking sides, I just keep my own device
Only rolling my own dice, girl
(Only rolling my own dice)

(I'm not picking sides)

Dime piece got me making some change
Momma always told me don't just fall for a face
But the way your waist look, babe it's truly insane
(It's killing me, I like you so much)
Bumping the bass
This is our city, we stay switching lanes
Gucci all up on her chest as she giving me brain
She got the world just like I'm Wayne
The devil work hard (She work harder)
(She a carver) She do it all without the blade
Bumping the bass, this is our city, we stay switching lanes
Gucci all up on her chain, giving me brain
Like Pinky, she got the world just like she Wayne



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Writer(s): West Ethan
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