Angel Dust

Oh my God, brie

Ooh, it's too dangerous
You on the ceiling like a reptilian scandalous
Is it me or is she flying off that angel dust?
She can't be bothered conversating with the rest of us

Got a token of wisdom, go ahead and try your luck
She'll do anything for her to get with the golden buck
Fortunately, she is not with us, she's in the angel dust
Biting her fist, smoking it up
Biting her fist, smoking it up (yeah)

He wanna touch, I said: Stop, run that shit up, yeah
He wanna touch, I said: Stop, run that shit up, yeah
No, I wanna fight, boom, bet that she alright, yeah
I bet she alright, yeah
Talk me, my
I could never trust you
Blazing through the heat as well
'Cause that's what I'm supposed to do

Do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Everybody here is your friend
Until you go and don't let in
Precious love and innocence
Burn it up inside that bin
Angels turning into hustlers
You won't be able to muster
Oh

Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
I don't want to see you no more
More, more, more, more
More, more, more, more

Ooh, it's too dangerous
You on the ceiling like a reptilian scandalous
Is it me or is she flying off that angel dust?
She won't bother conversating with the rest of us

If you got a token of wisdom, go try your luck
She'll do anything for her to get with the golden buck
But, she is not with us, she's in the angel dust
Biting her fist, smoking it up
Biting her fist, smoking it up (yeah)