00:00Still Angles
00:30Still Angles
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01:54Pull round and whack him, we in the online chatting
01:58Me, I keep platinum rapping, white to my upstate catting
02:01Idiot fuckboy capping, pull up, just up the shampoo backing
02:05I don't even know what happened, we was in London, now I ain't
02:08Do the money dance, shep her up, then we chop in France
02:12Man with P way before advance, spray the car guard, get the chance
02:15See me, I roll up, bait to the function
02:17Any violation, lungs getting punctured
02:18Pools on the neck, love talk, but they bluffing
02:20Me, I don't talk, it's straight to the curtain
02:22Plug round, shep her up, she's got land
02:25I don't even have a bar, can't have anything
02:29I got a bar, I got a bar, can't have anything
02:34I don't have an hour, I can't watch
02:35I have a bar that can't get a bar
02:37I don't even know who can live
02:41I'm going to die with all my friends
02:43I got a bar, I got a bar
02:47Come to the street, go to the street
02:50I love Chris Fetch.
03:20I love Chris Fetch.
