Bad Angel!

Damn bro Just turn the volume up on this shit bruh Aye you heard the man bro Turn the volume up bro Bro Bro i cant feel my legs AYE! Don't get attached nigga that's a bad angel Don't try to talk shit if you a bad aimer She for the streets nigga we do not claim her Call me a circus cuz you need a tamer Yeah I'd take yo bitch if she was a lil tamer Won't take her home cuz she ain't got no manners Don't waste my time cuz you know I got anger Last hoe was weird but her friend she was stranger Talkin outta pocket got her feelin up my rocket Niggas runnin up they mouth so I had to go and sock it Talkin to her bestie while she suckin on my locket Saw the plug on her phone had to pull it outta socket Countin all these hunnids from the job I do not like it But the pay is really good and the benefits is stackin Flirtin on the job with all the bunnies in the mob It ain't ever nothin serious I really gotta stop it Playin all these games is gonna rotten out your brain You gotta leave the hoes alone before they pull up with a rocket Hittin on a chick before we went and caught a flick And then her boyfriend saw my head and tried to pull on up and rock it Wish a nigga would bro (Yes Sir!) Cuz if I got yo hoe (Where she belong?) Then she ain't yours no more nigga! (For the streets!) I said Don't get attached nigga that's a bad angel Don't try to talk shit if you a bad aimer She for the streets nigga we do not claim her Call me a circus cuz you need a tamer I'd take yo bitch if she was a lil tamer (Yuh) Take her home cuz she ain't got no manners (Aye yuh) Waste my time cuz you know I got anger (Aye) Hoe was weird but her friend she was stranger (Aye, aye!) Bruh, girls aren't real