ID.Kain³⁶⁹ - SWA

Yea, yeah
Snow white angels, snow white angels

Stop playing around we put five on your head now
Head down like he just failed the test now
Look around what you think that you need now?
Like what the fuck do you think that I need now?
It gets thrown through the air like a prayer
We going to wish now
Flushed out I don't give a fuck what it feels now
Shove him in the closet where the other clothes now
Hang out, he he just popped out as a gag now
I always keep it on me
It is worn out like it is a white tee
You can fuck around but you'll never get a trophy (yea)
Never met the skelly
We keep lots of Glocks and maybe even rockets (it's a rocket)
If you camp around then it's going to be a problem (problem)
Gotta keep the groove on cannot be a zombie
You can sit idle until they come and riot
Now we gotta eat all
Why are you crying?
They told you it was gonna come it was part of science (science)
Oh shit, but you failed science
So, why are you crying?

Snow white angels paint you a halo
They been on a mission tell you where you can go
Fucking on a mistress tell me where I can't go
Guy like me will not miss
Crack your shit that's the switch
Rebound we going to slide to any town
Serve it like its dinner time
Goddamn you should stir the pot
Still hit you between the eyes
Handyman a tooly guy, got a lot of forty-fives
Get too close we might collide
Blast em right u in the eye, tell em open wide

Snow white angels paint you a halo
No need for your pesos (yeah)
Running off a raincoat
I see what's the issue, running out of paint though (halo)
Even push em back, hit em back, hit em back
I need my high get a stack, get a stack
So throw it in the back
I've been running late might just call me a cab
Numb in the face just to show that I'm sad
You can get away I know that your understaffed
Let me get your tab
I know it's getting bad
Leave it in your past, leave it in your past

You can't run away bullets they going to chap your shit
Look at where your pockets is
Knowing you got Roxies there
Fuck this shit I'm dipping out
Hit the fans too fast to count
In the whip we dip right out
This your warning now
This the time Im heading out
Write it on the heading now
Will I be ready now?
Heading to a steady town
Flip it around (flip around)
Homie crept up on that bitch!
Got it keep talking shit!
We going to put a end to it!
Forty on my hip we going to aim it like a fucking doodle
Body fresh as shit I might hit with this bitch
Taking off like we strapped a fucking rocket on this bitch

Snow White angles, no fly angels (angels)
Never knew but you know halos
Yeah, yea yea, everybody cool so lay low
Hitting stains for shoes just let go
I'm still waiting for my loot
Snow white angel give you a halo
Make your ass lay low, or just let go
Running to the bank hoe, and I will never lose
Dirty up my faygo dropping in some blue

Written by:
IDK ain

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