ฟังเพลงNo Angels (Explicit)

We got London on da Track

That's that stick that stick that mmm that yeah

That know you keep it with me

That's that lick that lick that lick right there

He gon' hit from the back like he miss me

That's that stick that stick that mmm that yeah

That know you keep it with me

That's that lick that lick that lick right there

He gon' hit from the back like he miss me

Still tryna find love for my dad how the ****can I love a nigga

Only thing I'ma chase is the damn liquor

Know my brother my keeper like Rae Sremmurd

But my brodie be poppin' these pills I can all the pain that he feel so it stay with 'em

It's a hole in my heart and you can't fix it

Now I wish ain't miss all them damn visits

B***h that's why I keep my distance

Yeah

My neck wet b***h let's go fishin'

Can't ****with these broke h*es bad decision

Atlanta h*es scream out That's no kizzy

I fly all the shooters out from my city

All of my shooters got one ways

One ways

B***h I belong long the runway

You gonna do what the gun say

Free all the killer except all the rats

Rats

I only speak on the facts

He want to ****and then get in his feelings

His feelings

I like my niggas attached

All of my bundles they came in from Paris

From Paris

I got London on da Track

Yeah

Went number one on these b***hes

B***hes

But we ain't gon' talk 'bout the stats

That's that stick that stick that mmm that yeah

That know you keep it with me

That's that lick that lick that lick right there

He gon' hit from the back like he miss me

That's that stick that stick that mmm that yeah

That know you keep it with me

That's that lick that lick that lick right there

He gon' hit from the back like he miss me

We catch licks licks

Spend them bands 'cause they ain't never gon' come get me

Don't catch b***h fits 'cause I got mans gon' make sure that clip empty

I'm gon' do and try legacy can't die I'ma run it up like I'm 50

Goin' through traffic the streets is too busy

You know my body I'm from New York City

Watch who you break bread for the cheddar

They never backdown 'cause they live in the cellar

Was built off the muscle that came in my era

Don't live in my feelings these b***hes could never

I need my hitters on payroll forever

Leavin' these niggas a b***h could do better

Lola on go Biny totin' Barrettas

Damn Big Gator that b***h too clever

That's that stick that stick that mmm that yeah

That know you keep it with me

That's that lick that lick that lick right there

He gon' hit from the back like he miss me

That's that stick that stick that mmm that yeah

That know you keep it with me

That's that lick that lick that lick right there

He gon' hit from the back like he miss me