Charlie Angels

Yeah ayy come on ayy

Bitch head so good it's making me lose my mind I can't even think

My dog so rich he showed me so much bread I can't even blink

Left me in the jungle they thought I was gon' die came back with a mink

I was oh so broke couldn't even afford no soap had to wash in the sink

Keep askin' me questions I think them **** police you making me nervous

Independent for real don't give a fuck about your deal them bitches be worthless

Don't call me a opp you **** all on TikTok hip-shakin' and twerkin

Shout out Ralfy The Plug the hoes keep showin' me love she rub me with Jergens

Back and forth on live won't never see me doin' that you must think I'm a rapper or somethin

Behind my back he smackin' and bumpin' them guns like **** won't smack him or somethin

Cuz caught him at hat I'm like damn you got the wrong guy you **** had clapped him for nothin

Bro should I shoot he like naw don't kill lil' dude he got hit with the back of the drum

She want me to cuff keep wishin out in AZ with three bad bitches

I charged for appearance lil' **** my presence a present God made me gifted

Yeah she took my soul to her lips but hell naw I don't do no kissin

I speak the real all this shit comes from my heart don't do no gimmicks

Come get your ho she singin' to my mic Anita Baker

He always broke he don't never got no cake he need a baker

My **** ballin I'm Coach Popovich I lead the players

I don't really P from Fig to Beach Boulevard I need my paper

Yeah bad bitch check hm rap check check hm

I'm not done yet I want my wrist froze next hm

I charge it to the gang won't be like you heard you in debt

Huh she wanna fuck I whisper in her ear I charge for sex

Huh say he in the field but **** really twelve

He Tom Brady give up the ho she tryna fuck the gang

You tryna save her from East Detroit the YNs run the town

And I'm the mayor huh my setup bitch I come and blow you down

Charlie Angels ****