Angelic Lyrics – Graffik
Singer: Graffik
Title: Angelic
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Rollin’ up gas, it don’t got no seeds
She let me hit that, don’t gotta say please
I got that pack just in front of me
I hit from the back and she drippin’ on me
Put that b#tch in the past, she trippin’ on me
Smokin’ on gas, I’m thinkin’ so free
We goin’ too fast, we pickin’ up steam
She want me so bad she get on her knees [Yeah
I’ll cop you a bag, I’ll throw you some cheese
She makin’ it clap, she do it with ease
I been in the trap, they movin’ some P’s
That b#tch, he gettin’ taxed, he catchin’ a fee
She ridin’ on me, what she tuck in the seat? No
Why shе ain’t ridin’ on top like she ride on thе beach? No
No, we ain’t ride, she talkin’ on me
She rollin’ up gas, she smokin’ with me
Riding the top, you ridin’ on me
Hold my c#ck, she hold on me
Tell her, “Be quiet, don’t wake the hood”
We havin’ sex, I know it feel good
I got show with a song on the road
Fifteen thousand just for a show
Twenty K thousand just for your ho
Fifteen thousand just for your ho
It don’t even matter what’s goin’ on
It don’t even matter, I’m showin’ off
Why your pockets are so full?
Don’t even matter what you want
Don’t even matter what you do, what you do
Rollin’ up gas, it don’t got no seeds
She let me hit that, don’t gotta say please
I got that pack just in front of me
I hit from the back and she drippin’ on me
Put that b#tch in the past, she trippin’ on me
Smokin’ on gas, I’m thinkin’ so free
We goin’ too fast, we pickin’ up steam
She want me so bad she get on her knees [Yeah
I’ll cop you a bag, I’ll throw you some cheese
She makin’ it clap, she do it with ease
I been in the trap, they movin’ some P’s
That b#tch, he gettin’ taxed, he catchin’ a fee
She ridin’ on me, what she tuck in the seat? No
Why she ain’t ridin’ on top like she ride on the beach? No
Why she ain’t ridin’ on me? Ain’t got no time for me
Now she gon’ climb on me, bad lil’ b#tch gon’ die for me
Baby, get on top, make it drop for me
That was your main and I got your lil’ bae cummin’
She gon’ take it off and I don’t gotta say nothin’
Don’t play with the gang, man, you know how we came from it
Don’t get it started, we bitin’, not barkin’
Man, I just hit that b#tch like she a target
Got that new car, I just drive it, don’t park it
Lamborghini Gallardo, I ride with a Barbie
She know I’m the man, she a fan of the team
Back in the day had a plan to get green
Now look at me, I’m the champ of the league
They tried to stop it, they can’t intervene
Rollin’ up gas, it don’t got no seeds
She let me hit that, don’t gotta say please
I got that pack just in front of me
I hit from the back and she drippin’ on me
Put that b#tch in the past, she trippin’ on me
Smokin’ on gas, I’m thinkin’ so free
We goin’ too fast, we pickin’ up steam
She want me so bad she get on her knees [Yeah
I’ll cop you a bag, I’ll throw you some cheese
She makin’ it clap, she do it with ease
I been in the trap, they movin’ some P’s
That b#tch, he gettin’ taxed, he catchin’ a fee
She ridin’ on me, what she tuck in the seat? No
Why she ain’t ridin’ on top like she ride on the beach? No
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