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Vibe God - ANGELS! Lyrics



Vibe God - ANGELS! Lyrics
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Big Body Benz, yeah I pull up in that Tonka truck, shit look like a tank
You don't make no money, bitch you ain't got no rank
I just count it, count it, count it, count it, f*ck a bank
I just made another hundred thousand, f*ck you think
Boy your music stank, I don't smoke on depths
Smoke on Za, that shit gon stank
Bitch, I got yellow gold on my body, Shabba Ranks
We were takin' risks, takin' risks, f*ck a case
F*ck a case, do a drill, leave no trace
Throwed off, send your ass to heaven's gates
I just moved into a mansion, came with gates
Growing up, we took your pack and then we skate
You ain't never touched a million, can't relate
Yeah I preach to all you niggas, T.D. Jakes
Need 50 acres with a motherf*ckin' lake
Been gettin' money, nigga, you just f*ckin' late
F*ck a deal, most of you industry niggas fake, yeah
I can't lie, I can't lie, I miss that drink, yeah
I can't lie, I can't lie, walk with that drake, yeah
Best she ever had, bitch, this ain't no date
I was almost dead, but that ain't my fate, yeah
Since a jit, nigga, I knew I was great, yeah
Long day, from them days, I ain't even ate, yeah
9-11, 9-11 in my face
Big Body Benz, yeah I pull up in that Tonka truck, shit look like a tank
You don't make no money, bitch you ain't got no rank
I just count it, count it, count it, count it, f*ck a bank
I just made another hundred thousand, f*ck you think
Boy your music stank, I don't smoke on depths
Smoke on Za, that shit gon stank
Bitch, I got yellow gold on my body, Shabba Ranks
We were takin' risks, takin' risks, f*ck a case
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Big Body Benz, yeah I pull up in that Tonka truck, shit look like a tank
You don't make no money, bitch you ain't got no rank
I just count it, count it, count it, count it, f*ck a bank
I just made another hundred thousand, f*ck you think
Boy your music stank, I don't smoke on depths
Smoke on Za, that shit gon stank
Bitch, I got yellow gold on my body, Shabba Ranks
We were takin' risks, takin' risks, f*ck a case
F*ck a case, do a drill, leave no trace
Throwed off, send your ass to heaven's gates
I just moved into a mansion, came with gates
Growing up, we took your pack and then we skate
You ain't never touched a million, can't relate
Yeah I preach to all you niggas, T.D. Jakes
Need 50 acres with a motherf*ckin' lake
Been gettin' money, nigga, you just f*ckin' late
F*ck a deal, most of you industry niggas fake, yeah
I can't lie, I can't lie, I miss that drink, yeah
I can't lie, I can't lie, walk with that drake, yeah
Best she ever had, bitch, this ain't no date
I was almost dead, but that ain't my fate, yeah
Since a jit, nigga, I knew I was great, yeah
Long day, from them days, I ain't even ate, yeah
9-11, 9-11 in my face
Big Body Benz, yeah I pull up in that Tonka truck, shit look like a tank
You don't make no money, bitch you ain't got no rank
I just count it, count it, count it, count it, f*ck a bank
I just made another hundred thousand, f*ck you think
Boy your music stank, I don't smoke on depths
Smoke on Za, that shit gon stank
Bitch, I got yellow gold on my body, Shabba Ranks
We were takin' risks, takin' risks, f*ck a case
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Writer: Lamar Bridges
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Language: English
Length: 2:13
Written by: Lamar Bridges

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