Demons and Angels Love Santana & Rylo Rodriguez
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[Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez]
Unplug the PS4, plug up the money machine
We don't play no games, when it comes to stacking cheese
I don't know her name, I just make her hit her knees
I don't ride around with Sprite, this right here a lemon squeeze
I know some demons went to Heaven and some angels in Hell
It's niggas in this world broke but they surrounded by cells (sales)
Honesty, niggas hatin', I'm hot, they wanna buy anti freeze
Hi-tec, If I cough, I'd sue the pharmacy
[Verse: Rylo Rodriguez]
My shoe size a 8, but I'm still gone step harder
Them ain't my kids, when it's smoke, you gotta step farther (stepfather)
Tesla, NFL money, this cars take Chargers
We get NFL money, we like every team but the Raiders
We get NFL money, we like every team but the Chiefs
Every nigga with me, they got irons, but we don't walk around with crease
Spin they block, take a nigga out like garbage
A hunnid shots like I'm tryna get the bar rich
We share loyalty, we don't share clothes
We save money, we don't save hoes
I didn't catch on fire, Wells Fargo
But them bitches know I gotta bankroll
I told the jeweler 20K, ain' even record it cause it's normal
I bought a Ruger then a Gen4, dick inside it like a porno
Aventador ain't score a TD, take a picture in it with the door up
I hit a swiping hoe from Youtube, forgot her name, I call her Dora
Car full of shooters, smoking Gary Payton, he might not let my man in
But they know I ain't Payton
Red receipts, he left him dead on the scene
Leave a nigga 6 feet way before quarantine
Unplug the PS4, plug up the money machine
We don't play no games, when it comes to stacking cheese
I don't know her name, I just make her hit her knees
I don't ride around with Sprite, this right here a lemon squeeze
I know some demons went to Heaven and some angels in Hell
It's niggas in this world broke but they surrounded by cells (sales)
Honesty, niggas hatin', I'm hot, they wanna buy anti freeze
Hi-tec, If I cough, I'd sue the pharmacy
[Verse: Rylo Rodriguez]
My shoe size a 8, but I'm still gone step harder
Them ain't my kids, when it's smoke, you gotta step farther (stepfather)
Tesla, NFL money, this cars take Chargers
We get NFL money, we like every team but the Raiders
We get NFL money, we like every team but the Chiefs
Every nigga with me, they got irons, but we don't walk around with crease
Spin they block, take a nigga out like garbage
A hunnid shots like I'm tryna get the bar rich
We share loyalty, we don't share clothes
We save money, we don't save hoes
I didn't catch on fire, Wells Fargo
But them bitches know I gotta bankroll
I told the jeweler 20K, ain' even record it cause it's normal
I bought a Ruger then a Gen4, dick inside it like a porno
Aventador ain't score a TD, take a picture in it with the door up
I hit a swiping hoe from Youtube, forgot her name, I call her Dora
Car full of shooters, smoking Gary Payton, he might not let my man in
But they know I ain't Payton
Red receipts, he left him dead on the scene
Leave a nigga 6 feet way before quarantine
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