Palm Angels In The Sky

C'mon, man
 You all know what the fuck goin' on
 YaDigg (that shit flexin', I'm good)
 Young Pharaoh on the beat
 Volume two nigga (oh, oh), young and turn
 C'mon, ay
 Pull up on the bros, leave the coupe runnin'
 Just blew a hunnid on me, this a new hunnid (two hunnid)
 Avianne textin' like he miss me, really?
 White Prezi cost 50, buss down
 It was for a couple, what you up now?
 One-ten for a line, pour the cup out
 CMG, the label so the 'Cat white
 Fuck his BM and his sister, yeah, I'm that type
 White gold, AP, that's my new bitch
 Catch the speed on the East clutchin' two sticks
 Ridin' 11s on the house, this for you Trick
 Niggas always see me out, never do shit
 Doggy bone too sick, call 'em M30
 What you're gettin' 40, dog
 30 for 30 in the air, I'm perfect
 Real six inches, AP, two Birkins
 We ran 'til the wheels fell off, or I'm curvin'
 Never met a nigga like me, she nervous
 A hunnid thousand in the red bag, Supreme
 Young bad bitch, still I had the beans
 Say her nigga tryin' to do it back to me
 Too many racks around, I can't even flash the cheese
 They don't want problems, on my momma I promise
 Super Bowl, Montclair, nineteen products
 Givenchy, shark hoodie, T-shirt, Rottweiler
 I ain't into fashion, baby, I'm just into braggin'
 A lotta bitches celebratin', actin' like they had 'em
 I'm young and turnt, yeah, that's me
 1400, these pants not cheap
 I got the whole hood, but doggy, who got me?
 Who got us?
 We the boys, we the boys
 Who got me?
 Yeah
 Prolly got a concert off six blunts
 Ex, been in her feelings for like six months
 Only bitch around, can't get fucked
 She was still movin' around stuff when the Benz fucked
 Doin' a hunnid down Mound dodging potholes
 Put a one on a one with my eyes closed
 Name another young nigga with two buss Cubans
 Put a link on my dudes, nigga, fuck Cubans
 Hit a lotta bad bitches and I fuck Cubans
 Keep doggy bone with me 'til he wanna eat
 'Coulda want a good bitch, only want a freak
 We don't pay for pussy, every bitch go for free
 I fuck a nigga auntie, I fuck a nigga niece
 58 for the hoes, break it down in the Jeep
 48 for the Gs, yeah, I left with my nigga Young
 Stash mob for the trees while I fist with my son
 Flame got shit 'fore I go and block a nigga
 Oh, he fuckin' with a move? Come and top a nigga
 13, hard and ain't got it rockin' with me
 Yeah, I don't squash shit, I sock a nigga
 Nah, for real, ain't no playin' with the pape'
 Come in with the F, she's playin' with the Drac'
 Ten Glock everything, playin' in the BAPE
 Name another young nigga with three buss downs
 You're a fool through the mail who just touched down
 Couple hunnid on her nails, sit the fuck down
 Yellin', "Free my Uncle Neal," 'til he come back
 Broad day everything, and I don't want mans
 Gotta be careful, dog, but, nah, fuck that
 Four high speeds in the 'Cat, where the truck at?
 I ain't never go and played a bitch with my buff sack
 Couple chains on, dog, I'm thinkin' 'bout the Patek
 Highs for my momma, no sleep for my daddy
 You ain't get shit lil' nigga if you ratted
 Boys over everything, and we got it tatted
 Tryna be my main thing, really, bitch, how?
 'Cause you a turnt nigga, I was fuckin' with a child
 Oh, we're done burn, niggas, everybody droppin' fire
 15 for the plane, pyromaniacs in the sky
 Ah
 Nigga, prepare