Archangel

Archangel, create a legend out of fable
Burn shit down take the horses from the stable
Riot in the street and kill for that maple
Fucked yo bitch now we shopping for some lego
If I die tonight you know I'm going to pack
Vince gon run yo block silly with them two
Fucking quacks
We the gun bumping dealers known as pop and bag
Empty yo shit we gonna eat yo wallets keep the cash
Put acid to cast em a tongue
I massacre beats for the fun
Im moving metal to abdominals putting lead in a gun
Take a lung burning greenish take a sneeze it's fever season
Colder than my nipples freezing I will kill don't need a reason
Bag and Pop smoking that tonga, PB&J
Wrists Pouring out blood running across the trafficked interstate
It gets to late eyes on the road when I'm driving my green
Missile's going fast The Archangel's driving carelessly

Run with heat like Jimmy
Dirtier than shimmy
Park it in the south now she scream my name like Timmy
28 routes to my bank account
Fire out the red that shit'll help me out
I got my plate stacked with fucking
Bread and trout
File out the room yes I had to clean it out
Force feed you acid then eat you like a crab, man
Get my networks to leave you in a trashcan
Eating jaw breakers and breaking jaws like its bike locks
Brothers in arms Gangbang a mermaid fuck a Starbucks
Eyes, redder than the squirrels we tend to crush
When I'm fucking on the librarian I tell that bitch to shush
Not religious don't cross me, You can fear this walking zombie
Smoking fags I'm hobby lobby fuck 10 bitches they the dime piece
I'm content with this Bag, now bitch pick up the slack
I'm doing blow off her back then I blow out her back



Credits
Writer(s): Caiden Nilson, Keanu Jenkins
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