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Lyrics from Snippets Gang Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up Dee B got that heat They ain't like this,?on?God Yeah, she said?I'm angelic, baby, thought you knew? Went?to the cashier, total 402 Used a fake ID, it say I'm 22 Bro got twin Uzi's and a 22 Countin' up bread like Blue's Clues F**kin' yo' b*t*h, you ain't have a clue That's my fault, thought you knew You know we angelic, yeah, we 'bout to do it I'm rockin' G-Fazos like Nike, Just do It Get a sick beat and these n***as can't do this, at all I'm seventeen, b*t*h, yo' b*t*h want a pic' I know that you mad, I know you jealous I got steady aim, I don't need a grip My b*t*h got a fat a**, I don't got good grip VVs on the toilet if he talkin' sh*t Baguettes they drippin', rose gold tint He can't function, he too lit I'm on my b*t*h and we too lit I came with the squad like G-Unit My bro in the bin, he got two sticks To fly can?t match this drip Fat lil peeth, GothBoiClique Your b*t*h on my d**k and she won't let me hit Yeah, she said I'm angelic, baby, thought you knew? Went to the cashier, total 402 Used a fake ID, it say I'm 22 Bro got twin Uzi's and a 22 Countin' up bread like Blue's Clues F**kin' yo' b*t*h, you ain't have a clue That's my fault, thought you knew You know we angelic, yeah, we 'bout to do it I'm rockin' G-Fazos like Nike, Just do It Get a sick beat and these n***as can't do this, at all I'm seventeen, b*t*h, yo' b*t*h want a pic' I know that you mad, I know you jealous I got steady aim, I don't need a grip My b*t*h got a fat a**, I don't got good grip VVs on the toilet if he talkin' sh*t Run the whole gang, we run the whole race Diamonds doing colors, they ain't got no race She off the Perky, she go outer space Back up the flocko, bullets hit his face She eatin' a taco, flip it in her mouth I can never, ever love on a thot He got a grip but he never gon' pop Harry gon' pull up, you know he gon' pop Start from the bottom like I'm growin' crops I got the drip, n***a, like a mop She givin' me signs, n***a, had to stop Big angelic, you know all the vibes Throw the pa** n***a like a lob Pull up to the party n***a, like a lock Pull up to the party, n***a, gotta slide at the opps, shots to his face now Yo' b*t*h on me, uh, n***as they hatin' on me On my body, I know you feelin' me Shawty was bad, but no, I'm not feelin' her Hop in a Jag, Fast and Furious These b*t*hes wack, mad and delirious We beefin' with n***as, I know that you hearin' us [?], they don't wanna fear with us That n***a a clown, he buyin' her everything She rollin', she rollin', she roll off the ecstasy Yeah, she said I'm angelic, baby, thought you knew? Went to the cashier, total 402 Used a fake ID, it say I'm 22 Bro got twin Uzi's and a 22 Countin' up red like Blue's Clues F**kin' yo' b*t*h, you ain't have a clue That's my fault, thought you knew You know we angelic, yeah, we 'bout to do it I'm rockin' G-Fazos like Nike, Just do It Got [?] on the beat and these n***as can't do this, at all I'm seventeen, b*t*h, yo' b*t*h want a pic' I know that you mad, I know you jealous I got steady aim, I don't need a grip My b*t*h got a fat a**, I don't got good grip VVs on the toilet if he talkin' sh*t Do not trust too many n***as, too many n***as gon' switch And I put that on me, none of these n***as They can't do it like this, this, this, this, this Runnin', you don't want that, Glock gon' c*ck back Now you an opp pack, can't even clap back Can't even stop, yeah, I'm at the top, yeah Feel like Blueface 'cause I got the mop, yeah N***as see me and I know gon' they stop, stare I'm too angelic, these n***as can't compare Angelican n***as, we come out of no where Roll on them n***as, roll up like I'm Nova Taking my flows, can I get my flow back? Spot 'em, we clip 'em, n***a got a toe-tag Uppin' the Glock, n***a, like a punk track No refunds, you ain't getting you funds back Broke n***a, then you sleep on a bunk-bed I'ma kill you, boy, better not bump heads Burnin' n***as, burn that boy like a sunset Ballin' on n***as, ballin' like it's Sunset Why are you talkin' n***a, are you laced? I'm goin' up, can't keep the pace Bustin' the racks, put 'em in the safe I used to be stuck in my old ways Now I just gotta get to the cake Hurt feelin's, yeah, I don't wanna play Perc 30s, she can't feel her face Pasto the Flocco, he shootin' his shot Yeah, she said I'm angelic, baby, thought you knew? Went to the cashier, total 402 Used a fake ID, it say I'm 22 Bro got twin Uzi's and a 22 Countin' up red like Blue's Clues F**kin' yo' b*t*h, you ain't even had a clue That's my fault, thought you knew You know we angelic, yeah, we 'bout to do it I'm rockin' G-Fazos like Nike, Just do It Got [?] on the beat and these n***as can't do this, at all I'm seventeen, b*t*h, yo' b*t*h want a pic' I know that you mad, I know you [?] I got steady aim, I don't need a grip My b*t*h got a fat a**, I don't got good grip VVs on the toilet if he talkin' sh*t
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