Pasto Flocco

Angelic Takeover
Angelic takeover, 2020 Yeah, yeah, ah-ah Yeah, yeah, ah-ah Yeah, yeah, ah-ah Pasto Flocco, yeah Look at what we started, angelic, we goin' retarded Step in the party, my sneakers the Pradas She fallin' in love when she see the designer, yeah My mind on the money, I'm not a dummy Come fuck with an angel, baby, you lucky All that shit cap, boy, he flexin' that money Catfishin' on that boy, he look bummy Pull up, I'ma be with the squad Angelic, you know we the mob Blowin' a bag, Yves Saint Laurent I'm doing business, ain't takin' no calls Comme des Garçons, she lovin' the hearts They don't know what we got all in the vault Pasto the Flocco, I'm flexin' like Hulk Bird-eye vision, nigga feelin' like a hawk Yeah, nigga, just wanna be great Gettin' money, you cannot relate Every day I be skippin' them states Gotta do like whatever it take SongtexteWanna see my mom live great Wanna see my dad live great Wanna see my fam' live great Hit Chase, let me get ten K Dropped two K 'cause you niggas two-faced Now I say it "Shoelace" on a nigga's shoelace Dropped five bands in the club on a Tuesday Hit a nigga on sight, nigga, no delay Hop in the V, I'ma skrrt like a relay They say that they hate me, my music, they replay I might just go fuck it up for my G-day And shawty playin' games like she EA Shawty, yeah, she think that I'm that guy No, I can't play that role All a sudden now she think that she mine Shawty better leave me alone Yeah, better leave me alone, ayy That bitch better leave me alone, yeah Shawty won't leave me alone, yeah Shawty won't leave me alone, yeah Look at what we started, angelic, we goin' retarded Step in the party, my sneakers the Pradas She fallin' in love when she see the designer, yeah My mind on the money, I'm not a dummy Come fuck with an angel, baby, you lucky All that shit cap, boy, he flexin' that money Catfishin' on that boy, he look bummy Look at what we started, angelic, we goin' retarded Step in the party, my sneakers the Pradas She fallin' in love when she see the designer, yeah My mind on the money, I'm not a dummy Come fuck with an angel, baby, you lucky All that shit cap, boy, he flexin' that money Catfishin' on that boy, he look bummy Aus Songtexte Mania