Fallen Angel

Yeah, woah I came up, been beastin No peace and heart pieces No slow down, head leaning No breathin, in the deep end I came up, out the basement Now I'm ragin, ain't no savin You a bad bitch, with no halo Now she fuck me in the attic, fallen angel Drop it for a nigga get that bankroll She a foreign gimme sloppy in Tobago You my drug treat your body like Ibiza You my baby put that pussy in a cradle 10 hunnid bitches, need replacements 10 hunnid thumbin blue faces She the devil wearin' Prada and Marc Jacobs Cut me off now its bloody on my laces She don't like it, when I don't text back Smoking G glue inside a G class Not talkin' money then, beg your pardon I don't even rap I'm just artist Rockin' Bape like i got it at Marshalls Addys got me geekin' feeling like Arthur Dining with the richest, I got good posture And all you fake ass niggas rockin' costumes I came up, been beastin No peace and heart pieces No slow down, head leaning No breathin, in the deep end I came up, out the basement Now I'm ragin, ain't no savin You a bad bitch, with no halo Now she fuck me in the attic, fallen angel Drop it for a nigga get that bankroll She a foreign gimme sloppy in Tobago You my drug treat your body like Ibiza You my baby put that pussy in a cradle 10 hunnid bitches, need replacements 10 hunnid thumbin blue faces She the devil wearin' Prada and Marc Jacobs Cut me off now its bloody on my laces