"Angles" lyrics
Fimiguerrero & Len Lyrics
[Fimiguerrero:]
Bad gyal wanna come tango, the money do magic like Gandalf
I know about IG handles, she said she from east and her back said, "Jambo" (Hi)
Angles, all angles, you know you look good all angles
Angles, all angles, I know you look good all angles
I won't snitch like Randall, I just wanna beat, Steel Bangle
Preein up my Cartier bangle, I read her like a FIFA manual
Angles, all angles, you know you look good all angles
Angles, all angles, I know you look good all angles
[Len:]
I told my Doctor, "It's okay, already put my wrist in ice"
My nigga had told me "It's okay, Lenny you're comin' home tonight"
My plug's okay, went down on the price
Been up for weeks, you know I ain't slowing down or turning down
She ain't want me back then, but she certain now
B-b-b-bad gyal, slim body, tryna turn her 'round, turn her 'round
Got a city girl yearnin' out
What I get for a verse right now, these numbers, you can't read, lookin' like cursive now
Bad ting called Donna, she handle my meat, but I ain't surprised she a Turkish gyal
Girl, I was boozy, Kill Bill
I took a pill right now, I don't feel real
Settin' up shop, I need me a drink
I got all the bread, I feel like a meal deal
You best hope I don't die
You think my killers won't slide
You must think your girlfriend's not mine
Truth been looking at you, you don't wanna use your eyes
Back then, I was ten, if I lost me a fiver, I would lose my mind
[Fimiguerrero:]
She got her feet in the air, my feet in the game (Bah)
New-day niggas are lame, it's so sad that nothin' ain't changed
How you get gassed when you buy a lil' chain when your label made you a slave? (Bitch)
Y-You did it for girls and fame (Haha)
I just do my ting, keep quiet
Velour on my tracksuit, enter my range, I feel like I'm paid in full (I'm rich)
I watch the paper fall, if money ain't phone, I ain't pickin' the call (Brr)
These niggas didn't listen in school (They didn't)
You got the work on [?], Mr. T, I pay you the full (Yeah, yeah)
These niggas ain't bosses at all
Bad gyal wanna come tango, the money do magic like Gandalf
I know about IG handles, she said she from east and her back said, "Jambo" (Hi)
Angles, all angles, you know you look good all angles
Angles, all angles, I know you look good all angles
I won't snitch like Randall, I just wanna beat, Steel Bangle
Preein up my Cartier bangle, I read her like a FIFA manual
Angles, all angles, you know you look good all angles
Angles, all angles, I know you look good all angles
Bad gyal wanna come tango, the money do magic like Gandalf
I know about IG handles, she said she from east and her back said, "Jambo" (Hi)
Angles, all angles, you know you look good all angles
Angles, all angles, I know you look good all angles
I won't snitch like Randall, I just wanna beat, Steel Bangle
Preein up my Cartier bangle, I read her like a FIFA manual
Angles, all angles, you know you look good all angles
Angles, all angles, I know you look good all angles
[Len:]
I told my Doctor, "It's okay, already put my wrist in ice"
My nigga had told me "It's okay, Lenny you're comin' home tonight"
My plug's okay, went down on the price
Been up for weeks, you know I ain't slowing down or turning down
She ain't want me back then, but she certain now
B-b-b-bad gyal, slim body, tryna turn her 'round, turn her 'round
Got a city girl yearnin' out
What I get for a verse right now, these numbers, you can't read, lookin' like cursive now
Bad ting called Donna, she handle my meat, but I ain't surprised she a Turkish gyal
Girl, I was boozy, Kill Bill
I took a pill right now, I don't feel real
Settin' up shop, I need me a drink
I got all the bread, I feel like a meal deal
You best hope I don't die
You think my killers won't slide
You must think your girlfriend's not mine
Truth been looking at you, you don't wanna use your eyes
Back then, I was ten, if I lost me a fiver, I would lose my mind
[Fimiguerrero:]
She got her feet in the air, my feet in the game (Bah)
New-day niggas are lame, it's so sad that nothin' ain't changed
How you get gassed when you buy a lil' chain when your label made you a slave? (Bitch)
Y-You did it for girls and fame (Haha)
I just do my ting, keep quiet
Velour on my tracksuit, enter my range, I feel like I'm paid in full (I'm rich)
I watch the paper fall, if money ain't phone, I ain't pickin' the call (Brr)
These niggas didn't listen in school (They didn't)
You got the work on [?], Mr. T, I pay you the full (Yeah, yeah)
These niggas ain't bosses at all
Bad gyal wanna come tango, the money do magic like Gandalf
I know about IG handles, she said she from east and her back said, "Jambo" (Hi)
Angles, all angles, you know you look good all angles
Angles, all angles, I know you look good all angles
I won't snitch like Randall, I just wanna beat, Steel Bangle
Preein up my Cartier bangle, I read her like a FIFA manual
Angles, all angles, you know you look good all angles
Angles, all angles, I know you look good all angles
