Angel Wings

Angel wings, angel wings Angel wings, angel wings I'm so high, bitch I got angel wings I'm so fly, bitch I got angel wings Angel wings, angel wings Angel wings, angel wings I'm so fly, bitch I got angel wings I'm so high, bitch I got angel wings Way up, way up, yeah, yeah Nah, nah they wanna cut a Deal I ain't cuttin' deals Nigga run the scrill' Add us up it's a 100 mill Yeah, the first trip I had a 100 mill Froze it all like water chill Did it on my own I ain't want a deal F*ck the drama, put it on my mama if I Wanna kill bitch I'm gonna kill Catch me up, I won't take the stand I'm a real man I'm the son of Millz Real man, I'm the son of Millz, yeah Pour my sprite up, I like it ice cold Tryna summer jam into the ice show Used to have me a Breitlo Now the daddy glowin', I'm a lightshow Louies on, not the spikes though Y'all be sippin' thin, call it tight rope Diamonds water, shit I might soak Yo bitch pussy deep I need a lifecoach We gon' buy it all if the price low We gon' ride the pussy if the shit too high Baby mama said I get too high Light this bitch up once and Did that shit two times 8 of red, I don't sip 2 lines If that chickens short, we gon' get you fried They love the crew, say we get too live Got a 100 on me, finna mix two pies Way up, way up way up, way up I'm so fly, I'm so high Angel wings, angel wings Angel wings, angel wings I'm so high, bitch I got angel wings I'm so fly, bitch I got angel wings Angel wings, angel wings Angel wings, angel wings I'm so fly, bitch I got angel wings I'm so high, bitch I got angel wings From Zone 6 to 6 Mile I Make a crackhead walk six miles Vezzo got six cars well Gucci got sick styles, hah This a plug club, you ain't worth A mill you can't get in, hah I got the molly sand I took a half a gram it just kicked in When I first start sellin' dope I Met this bitch named Angel put me on a lick I kicked the door and said 'thank ya' See Guwop's not a stranger To sellin' white rectangles So many pints of lean they Think I'm Kurt Kobanga You should pay attention to the ones These boy be listenin' to APs on both wrists is boo I stepped up my visual They should make a holiday for the Day that they let Gucci free F*ck a turkey giveaway Gucci givin' out bricks for free Look at you and look at me How the f*ck could you write a hook for me Slickest nigga ever lived They should write a book 'bout me Gucci just got out the Feds but now He make a mill a week Bring me all the currency And motherfuck your sympathy Angel wings, angel wings Angel wings, angel wings I'm so high, bitch I got angel wings I'm so fly, bitch I got angel wings Angel wings, angel wings Angel wings, angel wings I'm so fly, bitch I got angel wings I'm so high, bitch I got angel wings