Angel Haze - 17, Spaceship

Uh and then these bitches thought they had me,
I’m already It and you ain’t even have to tag me,
Shit, and its depressing cause’ my swag mean,
You a bum and I be dressin’ like a drag queen,
Get it? you know a dress? a drag queen,
and my chain got more cuts then a bad seam,
My nigga nice, me and him be like a tag team,
plus we keep it jumpin’ til its squeaking like a bad spring,
Angel fucking Haze tell them niggas check they casting,
Jolie bitches no I ain’t about the acting,
I’m above the line numerating like a fraction,
but the whole game is what I’m steadily impacting,
and, I keep it realer then the rest of you,
So when I’m introduced I be like hello I’m the best to you,
and I am the number that is left to two,
I can’t wait no longer tell them bitches this is overdue,

I was taught to want it and i did (and I did did)
Now I’m steady stacking fucking chips (gettin dip dip)
All these other loose leaf bitches gettin’ ripped (ripped)
I am runnin’ every body til’ they quit cause,
I was taught to want it and i did (and I did did)
Now I’m steady stacking fucking chips (gettin dip dip)
All these other loose leaf bitches gettin’ ripped (ripped)
I am runnin’ every fucking body til’ they quit, (quit)

No one on the corner got swagger like us,
Angel Haze Flyer then the magic school bus,
Tell Ms. fickle I said wassup?
Tell my niggas I said they up,
I don’t be trippin’ not givin’ a fuck,
I’m puttin you down and living it up,
but angel fucking haze be the name don’t forget it hoe,
I think I’m insane, I’m deranged, I am difficult, They won’t let me loose like i was chained to a fence befo’ and If they say I ain’t good then they lame they just cynical,
Everybody critics tho,
boy I got that bender flow,
pinned up paper you could tell them i’m the cynafold, bitch
please just do not copy my penmen ship,
and I stay in first you would swear that i invented it,
and they sell me vintage shit,
Yo flow like a sinking ship,
listen to the hook my money stacking like a pringle chip,
dolla’ bill swag boy I’m always on my single shit,
yours glaucoma, blurry, you can’t see me bitch,

I was taught to want it and i did (and I did did)
Now I’m steady stacking fucking chips (gettin dip dip)
All these other loose leaf bitches gettin’ ripped (ripped)
I am runnin’ every fucking body til’ they quit,
I was taught to want it and i did (and I did did)
Now I’m steady stacking fucking chips (gettin dip dip)
All these other loose leaf bitches gettin’ ripped (ripped)
I am runnin' every fucking body til' they quit (quit)