Palm Angels

(album: I'm Still Perfect - 2020)

Meech

I'm in Dior, not Versace, I don't like it
Too much bitch in your blood, you can't fight it
Niggas hoes, they don't live what they typing
If it's a hunnid K or more, I'm excited
Why would I give a fuck how you feel or how you thinking?
I said it, I mean it, you broke, we ain't linking
Upper class when I'm seated, this car fully loaded
[?] ayy
I don't live with regrets, if you left, then it's best
These VVS's, they'll pass every test
SRT truck, shit it ride like a jet
We ain't even make it home, she just sitting there wet
You look at me and see a check
I got dog shit in my Palm Angels sweats
Everybody know I'm next

Niggas ain't help me so they got they ass left
When me and gang get hungry, shit we go and eat the best
Hard times came, shit I took it like a champ
Where the fuck was you when the wall was my back?
The bitch hurt my feelings so I put her in the wrap
Now a nigga really up and I'll never take her back
I got a model in tow and she blow my whole sack
It's a thousand on my draw, you take your Nike Tech back
I got a bin you can use, I promise you it make a Scat
Everything that I claim, shit I got it on the [?]
Stopped answering her calls 'cause she got too attached
Know it's a thousand for this Goose and three hunnid for the hat
You a lame to me nigga so your ass getting taxed
Couple shots and he hit, he couldn't even shoot back
A lil' money and some clout, nigga you'll sell your soul
I got money and clout, ain't nobody put me on
Bought a hunnid pack from Meech 'cause I pulled a hunnid phones
Heated seats in the back, you be riding around cold
Nigga I collect cars, nigga you collect phones
And hit the road with some cars, make sure you make it home

I'm in Dior, not Versace, I don't like it
Too much bitch in your blood, you can't fight it
Niggas hoes, they don't live what they typing
If it's a hunnid K or more, I'm excited
Why would I give a fuck how you feel or how you thinking?
I said it, I mean it, you broke, we ain't linking
Upper class when I'm seated, this car fully loaded
[?] ayy
I don't live with regrets, if you left, then it's best
These VVS's, they'll pass every test
SRT truck, shit it ride like a jet
We ain't even make it home, she just sitting there wet
You look at me and see a check
I got dog shit in my Palm Angels sweats
Everybody know I'm next