angel reese lyrics

[Intro]
Mm, yeah
Uh, huh

[Chorus]
Hold on, let me talk my sh*t, ain't got no time to think
b*tch get thirsty lookin' at my neck, it's water like the sink
b*tch, you want a car, you on the bus, started in an AMG
Press a button, make that sh*t go fast, it feel like Need for Speed
I can do this sh*t with ease, brand new hundreds in my jeans
Know some b*tches who be holdin' down the block like Angel Reese

[Verse]
We get in that room, I got her legs open like a V
Know a bougie b*tch, she want her hair did in Double C
Probably out 'til you n*ggas leave, promise I won't intervene
n*ggas fakе sippin', say he sippin' mud, it's really green
It's not a dollar unattendеd, it's pink diamonds in my pendant
I ask brother what's inside this cup, he told me mind my business
I just bought another chain, I call it Venus 'cause it's tenants
b*tches dumb, I tell her keep it on the low, she want attention
I was deep inside that pus*y, that sh*t sweet like honey buns
Got my sack right, I spent a dozen, put the hundreds up
Goin' crazy, I felt I'm the best that it ever was
Know this FN on me plastic, put the metal up
Every time these n*ggas count me out, I just level up
I got Harriet Tubman on me right now, that's a dub
I just told baby throw it back on me, make me c*m
I just told bro if it ain't the money, it's puppy love
pus*y good, I double back, I'm in Vegas shootin' crap
She say she a real b*tch, she don't just fall for double taps
I told brother if I catch the right play, I'm done with rap
'Member I used to really f*ck with broke hoes, I'm done with that
I want money, f*ck the fame, they gon' say I'm M.I.A
Young n*gga, I can make like ten thousand in a day
I just talked to unc' the other day, he goin' through some things
He say he gotta live another birthday up in the cage
I don't love her, I just hit that b*tch to get my racks up
When I was young, yeah, pops was on the corner gettin' them racks up
In my lane, I just cross them over just like hot sauce
As a kid, was watchin' ball to block and I was a hot boy
Gotta be careful what I'm postin' now, might make the tabloid
I remember I was broke as f*ck, I had to fast forward
That first pendant piece was out the paint, I had to cram for it
Cool n*gga, but if it's for that sack, I'll break your hand for it, yeah