[Intro]
(Guapy, run it back)
[Chorus: angelus]
Pull up to your party, I'm making a scene
Pull up on your ho and I'm making it cream
You killing my high when I'm smoking this green
You texting that ho, but you got left on seen
I hop on the beat like I'm Avril Lavigne
We put that lil' boy in a Times magazine
Pull up to the club wearing Alex McQueen
Bro, don't fuck with me, I got Glocks in my jeans
[Post-Chorus: angelus & JAHHLU]
Ayy, you cannot fuck with me
Holding these hunnids ain't nothing to me
I got some shooters, they rock with me
I roll me some weed and some broccoli
A few niggas switched on me
And these niggas changed out of jealousy
You niggas funny like parody
And that's why you cannot compare to me (Hold up)
[Verse: JAHHLU]
Hold up, day one, I cannot switch on my day ones
Up on the block with a ray gun, I'm finna play one
Bitch, from your team, we gon' take one
Then I'ma spin on the block and I get the whole gang some
And I'm finna shoot up the block with a AR
And I got the better game on me like Treyarch
Say I'm a fuck nigga, fuck know who they are?
I'm pushing two hundred, I feel like a racecar
Sike, nah, dumb nigga, I don't drive
Private jet, E.T., I fly
You gon' D-I-E if you slide
[?]
[?]
I walk with a big choppa on me like Kai
Nobody is fucking with me, that's on God (Bitch)
[Chorus: angelus]
Pull up to your party, I'm making a scene
Pull up on your ho and I'm making it cream
You killing my high when I'm smoking this green
You texting that ho, but you got left on seen
I hop on the beat like I'm Avril Lavigne
We put that lil' boy in a Times magazine
Pull up to the club wearing Alex McQueen
Bro, don't fuck with me, I got Glocks in my jeans
[Post-Chorus: angelus]
Ayy, you cannot fuck with me
Holding these hunnids ain't nothing to me
I got some shooters, they rock with me
I roll me some weed and some broccoli
A few niggas switched on me
And these niggas changed out of jealousy
You niggas funny like parody
And that's why you cannot compare to me
[Outro: angelus]
I can't take back things that I did
Sit inside my room where I kept thinking of you
And all those times we spent together, I did it all for you
I swear I'll never break your trust and I'll never break the rules
I try my best to switch my methods, an effort to improve for you
(Guapy, run it back)
[Chorus: angelus]
Pull up to your party, I'm making a scene
Pull up on your ho and I'm making it cream
You killing my high when I'm smoking this green
You texting that ho, but you got left on seen
I hop on the beat like I'm Avril Lavigne
We put that lil' boy in a Times magazine
Pull up to the club wearing Alex McQueen
Bro, don't fuck with me, I got Glocks in my jeans
[Post-Chorus: angelus & JAHHLU]
Ayy, you cannot fuck with me
Holding these hunnids ain't nothing to me
I got some shooters, they rock with me
I roll me some weed and some broccoli
A few niggas switched on me
And these niggas changed out of jealousy
You niggas funny like parody
And that's why you cannot compare to me (Hold up)
[Verse: JAHHLU]
Hold up, day one, I cannot switch on my day ones
Up on the block with a ray gun, I'm finna play one
Bitch, from your team, we gon' take one
Then I'ma spin on the block and I get the whole gang some
And I'm finna shoot up the block with a AR
And I got the better game on me like Treyarch
Say I'm a fuck nigga, fuck know who they are?
I'm pushing two hundred, I feel like a racecar
Sike, nah, dumb nigga, I don't drive
Private jet, E.T., I fly
You gon' D-I-E if you slide
[?]
[?]
I walk with a big choppa on me like Kai
Nobody is fucking with me, that's on God (Bitch)
[Chorus: angelus]
Pull up to your party, I'm making a scene
Pull up on your ho and I'm making it cream
You killing my high when I'm smoking this green
You texting that ho, but you got left on seen
I hop on the beat like I'm Avril Lavigne
We put that lil' boy in a Times magazine
Pull up to the club wearing Alex McQueen
Bro, don't fuck with me, I got Glocks in my jeans
[Post-Chorus: angelus]
Ayy, you cannot fuck with me
Holding these hunnids ain't nothing to me
I got some shooters, they rock with me
I roll me some weed and some broccoli
A few niggas switched on me
And these niggas changed out of jealousy
You niggas funny like parody
And that's why you cannot compare to me
[Outro: angelus]
I can't take back things that I did
Sit inside my room where I kept thinking of you
And all those times we spent together, I did it all for you
I swear I'll never break your trust and I'll never break the rules
I try my best to switch my methods, an effort to improve for you
( angelus )
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