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LYRICFLUENTP Angels Lyrics by Gunna Gunna
Below, you will find the lyrics for P Angels by Gunna.
I'm in Sky-ami, I'm back out the chain
Took a few losses, that's part of the game
Boarded a big jet, took my talents to Spain
I had to swerve, they was all in my lane
On a Tsunami, yeah, like wave
I bought the map Bruce Wayne
Sleep on the yacht for like twenty-somethin' days
On a G6 tryna smoke all the Haze
I got P Angels, they pullin' up whisperin'
Breakin' down sixes, and geekin' and trippin'
I'm with the bad ones, the ones they be trickin'
Y'all niggas laughin', we laughin' right with you
Only thing that matter is bigger picture
Want you get mad, try and send one your hitters
I know he mad he found out that I hit her
Couple more baddies, let's order more liquor
Kickin' my P, let these boys talk in pillows
All in they mouth, I'm the motherfuckin' dinner
Come to my crib, you gon' need some credentials
Two or three gates pullin' up, ain't that simple
Factory AP, yeah, yeah
I do business with the original dealer
Handle business, get on top of you niggas
Hope Lord, forgive me, you know I'm a sinner
The drip when I walk I'm a oil spiller
I mixed the Marni with Margiela
Do my big one like Godzilla
Caramel and redbone and some of them yellow
Had to whip out the card
Keep the black card like a car dealer
Push P like park
Go back up to space out of Dodge
I'm in Sky-ami, I'm back out the chain
Took a few losses, that's part of the game
Boarded a big jet, took my talents to Spain
I had to swerve, they was all in my lane
On a Tsunami, yeah, like wave
I bought the map Bruce Wayne
Sleep on the yacht for like twenty-somethin' days
On a G6 tryna smoke all the Haze
I fuck some baddies four hours straight
Pill came from Porn Hub, we fucked out the gate
Hit the plantation, a millionaire estate
Geeked like the station back in the day
I'm stayin' focused, get paid
I bought a Lotus, Wale
Ain't givin' warnings, clear the way
Paint on my watches the same color of spades
Peace to Wunna, she don't wanna get saved
Nigga can't count how much money I made
Flew to the Yams, I got tired of the shade
I can't see nothin' in these new Prada shades
I'll send the cleaners I keep me a maid
I'm from the hood, still'll catch me a fade
What's crackin', lil nigga? Let's get us a fade
Fuck all that bullshit, I went back to get it
I laid in Sky-ami, been a minute
I'm gon' get a GRAMMY, that's my witness
I want it, I get it independent
Took her some L's and still winnin'
Roll up an L, I'm so high, see the city
I locked her in 'cause she freaky and saditty
Pop back right out and I'm showin' up petty
I'm in Sky-ami, I'm back out the chain
Took a few losses, that's part of the game
Boarded a big jet, took my talents to Spain
I had to swerve, they was all in my lane
On a Tsunami, yeah, like wave
I bought the map Bruce Wayne
Sleep on the yacht for like twenty-somethin' days
On a G6 tryna smoke all the Haze
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