A$AP Rocky – Angels Pt. 2 Lyrics

Angels Pt. 2 Lyrics  by A$AP Rocky

Ten Gold Chains, Wood Grain, Propane
Sell A Whole Thang From The Cellphone Rang
I’m The Dope Mane, B!tches Sniffing Cocaine
All My Young niqqas Know That They Could Always
Call Me, Call Me, Call Me
Always
Call Me, Call Me, Call Me
Always
Call Me, Call Me, Call Me
Always
Call Me, Call Me, Call Me
If-If-If You See Me Trouble, B!tch

They Call Me Young Drug Dealer
They Call Me Young Thug niqqa
24 Karats My Slugs Glitter
24 Years Old Worth A Couple Million
Shouts Out To My Cuz niqqas
Finna Let It Fly For My Blood niqqas
Middle Finger Up To You fvck niqqas
If You A Trill niqqa Then fvck With Us
niqqa Dash Like A Speed Of A Bullet
With A Pistol On Him, Probably Wouldn’t Even Pull It
Heart Made Of Pudding
Meanmuggin’ With A Hoodie
Like, What’s Goodie?
Tryin’ To Be The Motherfvcker That You Couldn’t Knowin’ You
Down To Let It Fly When I Shouldn’t
All My Young niqqas, They Gon’ Rep It To The Fullest
Tell A fvckniqqa, “Be You”
fvck Tough, Be Cool
All The Young niqqas In My Crew, They Down To Let It Fly

For A niqqa Like Me, Young niqqa Like Me (They Let It Fly)
For A niqqa Like Me, Young niqqa Like Me (They Let It Fly)
For A niqqa Like Me, Young niqqa Like Me (They Let It Fly)
For A niqqa Like Me, Jiggy Young niqqa Like Me (Flex)

Ten Gold Chains, Wood Grain, Propane (Yeah, Right)
Sell The Whole Thang From The Cellphone Rang (Yeah, Yeah)
Ten Gold Chains, Wood Grain, Propane (Yeah, Yeah)
Sell The Whole Thang From The Cellphone Rang (Uh, Right)

niqqas Got Rips In They Jeans, Man, I Started That
Hood By Air, Man, I Started That
niqqas Claim They The God Of Black
Well Your Name Is Purple, I’m The God Of That
Gave You My Back, niqqa, Pardon That
fvck That sh!t, I Brought Mobbin’ Back
Brought Robbin’ Back
Brought The Garden Back
Motherfvck Black Land, I Brought Harlem Back
Rollin’ In My Benzo
Hoes On The Curb, A Couple Of Friends
Rollin’ Down My Windows
Yo, What’s The Word? fvck It, Get In
And Ride ‘Round With These Bimbos
She Gave Head To My Kinfolk
Shout Outs My Connect Though
Keep A Watch Out For Them Winslows
‘Cause The Boys’ Gon’ Creep, D-Boys Gon’ Serve
Hoes Gon’ Skeet And The V Gone Swerve
I’ma Get By While The World Gon’ Turn
I’ma Get Mine Like You Gon’ Get Yours
niqqas Do The Least When The Piece Got Nerve
niqqas In The Streets When The Heat Got Burned
I’ll Tell A niqqa, “Be You”
fvck Tough, Be Cool
Couple Young niqqas Down With My Crew Who Be Down To Let It Fly

For A niqqa Like Me, Young niqqa Like Me (They Let It Fly)
For A niqqa Like Me, Young niqqa Like Me (They Let It Fly)

For A niqqa Like Me, Young niqqa Like Me (They Let It Fly)
For A niqqa Like Me, Jiggy Young niqqa Like Me (Flex)

Ten Gold Chains, Wood Grain, Propane (Yeah, Right)
Sell The Whole Thang From The Cellphone Rang (Yeah, Yeah)
Ten Gold Chains, Wood Grain, Propane (Yeah, Yeah)
Sell The Whole Thang From The Cellphone Rang (Uh, Right)
Ten Gold Chains, Wood Grain, Propane (Yeah, Right)
Sell The Whole Thang From The Cellphone Rang (Yeah, Yeah)
Ten Gold Chains, Wood Grain, Propane (Yeah, Yeah)
Sell The Whole Thang From The Cellphone Rang (Uh, Right)

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