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Lil Mamba - Angel Number 777 Lyrics



Lil Mamba - Angel Number 777 Lyrics




Katana hold... Katana hold

Deja vu, as it seems
Chasing after finer things
F*ck around, I'll clip ya wings
Bird brain, Shut ya beak
Crumb chasin' , want a piece
Cus a shawty fly as geese
Catch me geekin with the freaks
Get the bag, groceries
ACAB no police
They mad, I'm cold as East
Coast wintertime
Squint your eyes cus my shine
Orbits with the satellites
Morbid on my side of life
Immortal with an appetite
Meet me in the afterlife
Cut ya up like Shivas wife
Step at you, You'd think twice
Seppeku, Samurai

Katana hold, cut the tongue that lies yuh
Nirvana soul, cycle through this life uh
I think you look pretty when you cry
Angel wit a demon by my side

Mystic like Crowley
Red eyed like a banshee
Su su su soaking your bedsheet
Give you nightmares like freddy
I swing that machete
Ridin' in the chevy
Pai mei be my sensei
Don't f*ck wit a deadbeat
You is just dead weight
I go off, detonate
Ya'll too soft I'm heavy weight
Off the wall, levitate
Eat em all, piece of cake
Tidal wave you in my wake

A bitch so wavy my drip got dribble
You peons so crazy be waiting for the trickle
You simps so simple
I'm popping like a pimple
Been waiting on the come up
Ya'll been watching from the window
Body be a temple
Watch it grow tenfold
All up in your mental
Bad bitch, Black widow
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English

Katana hold... Katana hold

Deja vu, as it seems
Chasing after finer things
F*ck around, I'll clip ya wings
Bird brain, Shut ya beak
Crumb chasin' , want a piece
Cus a shawty fly as geese
Catch me geekin with the freaks
Get the bag, groceries
ACAB no police
They mad, I'm cold as East
Coast wintertime
Squint your eyes cus my shine
Orbits with the satellites
Morbid on my side of life
Immortal with an appetite
Meet me in the afterlife
Cut ya up like Shivas wife
Step at you, You'd think twice
Seppeku, Samurai

Katana hold, cut the tongue that lies yuh
Nirvana soul, cycle through this life uh
I think you look pretty when you cry
Angel wit a demon by my side

Mystic like Crowley
Red eyed like a banshee
Su su su soaking your bedsheet
Give you nightmares like freddy
I swing that machete
Ridin' in the chevy
Pai mei be my sensei
Don't f*ck wit a deadbeat
You is just dead weight
I go off, detonate
Ya'll too soft I'm heavy weight
Off the wall, levitate
Eat em all, piece of cake
Tidal wave you in my wake

A bitch so wavy my drip got dribble
You peons so crazy be waiting for the trickle
You simps so simple
I'm popping like a pimple
Been waiting on the come up
Ya'll been watching from the window
Body be a temple
Watch it grow tenfold
All up in your mental
Bad bitch, Black widow
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Writer: sophia asher
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Language: English
Length: 2:06
Written by: sophia asher
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