N.Dizz - Angels Bow

Snowflake melted
Cola teardrop
Liquid drippin
Money again
Bad bitch gifted
Club table lifted
Stand out alone
And she dancing again
They say they waiting
To hear me spitting
But look at you
Youu a spoiled kid
Sell out grams on grams
To rich kid hands
And prayin' for safety to make it a man
The trillest illest in it
Don't ask me shit I'm silent again
I stand on funded business
Don't play bout sum you don't understand
I'm a rich kid with no riches
Don't come to me without a plan
I stand on love for killers
Plots on plots never lackin again
Never be lackin again
I gotta stay steady my hand
Gotta stay protectin the fam
I can't stand no more rain every song bleed out my pain
Don't play this game if you can't stand the rain
Don't say his name if it's been bled in vain
Promethazine in Seven Up from In n Out
That's white money a hot snowfall in puffer coat
Black ski mask I hide from photos behind that backwood smoke
He wanna be just like me and wanna explore her guts
He jealous now
Been smokin tree since was 14 everyday they call him a stoner now
And mama say you pothead boy I'm worried you don't be lookin out
But I can't lie I be lookin up
To J and them them angels now
Them angels bow when I let it blam
Angelic killer time
Ugly bitch I'm treating grimey now
She don't care at least I'm fucking her
She ask me to pee and spit on her
Wanna make it into n.dizz music now
And the gang ride low still tall as fuck
Even Javi gettin' bigger now
And that weight be way more heavy now
Don't laugh at nun ain't have no fun
Be the last person to show my hand
You don't kno me I'm from new haven
Can't front got a nick name pistol wavin
Like Pete I'll make your heart stop beatin
Make your family cry I'm sorry
Cause she was up all night she tired
And gave up on her life I'm sorry
Oh shawty ain't call twice this time
Snowflake melted
Cola teardrop
Liquid drippin
Money again
Bad bitch gifted
Club table lifted
Stand out alone
And she dancing again
They say they waiting
To hear me spitting
But look at you
Youu a spoiled kid
Sell out grams on grams
To rich kid hands
And prayin' for safety to make it a man
Promethazine in Seven Up from In n Out
That's white money a hot snowfall in puffer coat
Black ski mask I hide from photos behind that backwood smoke
He wanna be just like me and wanna explore her guts
He jealous now
Been smokin tree since was 14 everyday they call him a stoner now
And mama say you pothead boy I'm worried you don't be lookin out
But I can't lie I be lookin up
To J and them them angels now
Them angels bow when I let it blam
Angelic killer time

Written by:
Noah Delorme

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