Palm Angel
I got the world in my palms, lil baby be my angel, yeah
I'm runnin' the game, marathon, ball like Calvin Cambridge
I'm fly', I'm puttin' it on, I'm changin' the game again
And you know I'm high, exotic cologne, I chartered the plane again
Niggas gon' watch try to clone E.T. I phone home, feel like invader zim
Got that bad bitch givin' dome, she know all my songs, I gotta palm angels brim
When I'm in that booth, I'm in my zone, just leave me alone
Treat the beat like my favorite bitch, bug with the kits, we creatin' hits
Rock out like the Beatles, the greatest hits
Shawty suck me like mosquito
It ain't in my blood to pay the bitch, sippin' on drink, this ain't Tito
My brother pulled up with two-liter plug, hand me the tris
Get that work by the case like jarritos, I remember the day my car repo
Only ride with the family, Gambino, Shawty ride like a bike, I say, RIP Chino
Shit gettin' major, I'm kickin' flavor, I drop a E-bomb in my cappuccino
We the creators, you can't evade us, you can't see none of us, John Cena
You cannot sit down with us, I mean it, every day gotta stay bust down', I mean it
Wrist cold Minnesota my show out in Cleveland
LeBron imma king baby, show me that cleavage
I got the world in my palms, lil baby my angel, yeah
Yeah, I'm runnin' the game, marathon, ball like Calvin Cambridge
Yeah, I'm flyin', I'm puttin' it on, I'm changin' the game again
And you know I'm high, exotic cologne, I chartered the plane again
I was born to win, now I'm destined to get it
How that boy say droppin' heat in the winter
My shawty slim and she thick like a Jenner
Them other hoes come with hidden agendas
In my new car, you don't need a key, just get on your phone and press enter
I stay with the baddest, lil baby on fleek, we stay at the incontinental
If you know what I know, I'm a sinner
Put that dick in her stomach, a sit up
Remember wasting my money in pinups
Now we safe, niggas got the doe put up
And watch how that flow switch up
Tell her walk out the door, if she switch up
And you know she roll with us, kick her out the spot after I hit her
I got the world in my palms, lil baby my angel, yeah
I'm runnin' the game marathon, ball like Calvin Cambridge
I'm flyin', I'm puttin' it on, I'm changin' the game again
And you know I'm high, exotic cologne, I chartered the plane again
I'm runnin' the game, marathon, ball like Calvin Cambridge
I'm fly', I'm puttin' it on, I'm changin' the game again
And you know I'm high, exotic cologne, I chartered the plane again
Niggas gon' watch try to clone E.T. I phone home, feel like invader zim
Got that bad bitch givin' dome, she know all my songs, I gotta palm angels brim
When I'm in that booth, I'm in my zone, just leave me alone
Treat the beat like my favorite bitch, bug with the kits, we creatin' hits
Rock out like the Beatles, the greatest hits
Shawty suck me like mosquito
It ain't in my blood to pay the bitch, sippin' on drink, this ain't Tito
My brother pulled up with two-liter plug, hand me the tris
Get that work by the case like jarritos, I remember the day my car repo
Only ride with the family, Gambino, Shawty ride like a bike, I say, RIP Chino
Shit gettin' major, I'm kickin' flavor, I drop a E-bomb in my cappuccino
We the creators, you can't evade us, you can't see none of us, John Cena
You cannot sit down with us, I mean it, every day gotta stay bust down', I mean it
Wrist cold Minnesota my show out in Cleveland
LeBron imma king baby, show me that cleavage
I got the world in my palms, lil baby my angel, yeah
Yeah, I'm runnin' the game, marathon, ball like Calvin Cambridge
Yeah, I'm flyin', I'm puttin' it on, I'm changin' the game again
And you know I'm high, exotic cologne, I chartered the plane again
I was born to win, now I'm destined to get it
How that boy say droppin' heat in the winter
My shawty slim and she thick like a Jenner
Them other hoes come with hidden agendas
In my new car, you don't need a key, just get on your phone and press enter
I stay with the baddest, lil baby on fleek, we stay at the incontinental
If you know what I know, I'm a sinner
Put that dick in her stomach, a sit up
Remember wasting my money in pinups
Now we safe, niggas got the doe put up
And watch how that flow switch up
Tell her walk out the door, if she switch up
And you know she roll with us, kick her out the spot after I hit her
I got the world in my palms, lil baby my angel, yeah
I'm runnin' the game marathon, ball like Calvin Cambridge
I'm flyin', I'm puttin' it on, I'm changin' the game again
And you know I'm high, exotic cologne, I chartered the plane again
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Writer(s): Kip Patton
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