Angel Wings Lil Reek (Ft. Roy Woods)

[Intro]
Roger, turn up, nigga

[Chorus: Lil Reek]
Ain't got no wings, you know I can fly
I got my bag, I went to the sky
You ain't my partner, you know that's a lie
If you touch Lil Reek, boy, you know you gon' die
I got them bags, could be your supply
Dripping severe, some shit you can't buy
Smoking exotic, you know I stay high
These bitches be capping, these hoes be lying
Ain't got no wings, you know I can fly
I got my bag, I went to the sky
You ain't my partner, you know that's a lie
If you touch Lil Reek, boy, you know you gon' die
I got them bags, could be your supply
Dripping severe, some shit you can't buy
Smoking exotic, you know I stay high
These bitches be capping, these hoes be lying

[Verse 1: Lil Reek]
And this shit, can't tell it didn't come in my size
Bad bitch and you know she a dime
She hop in the car, we gon' go take a ride
Hope, yeah, she can catch some of these vibes
I'm a young nigga, I can't spend no time
And this shit wasn't easy, I stayed on my grind
I went got a bag, I didn't waste no time
All of these niggas be capping and lying
Put 'em straight 'cross the head, they know that I'm sliding
And you know just how them slides slide
Get a bag every time I get bagged for a show
And I'm selling that bitch out
And I'm the flyest young nigga you know
Four pockets full, I'ma cash out
Rackades on me everywhere I go
Glizzy on me, I'ma air it out
Maybach big as fuck
Fly car in the parking lot
Big house with the marble floor
I remember that time when we got put out
Days trapping in front of that store
Now I got hella bags in the spot
And the hoes just came in and they finna go out