Rae Sremmurd - Lost Angels lyrics

Winter's over, let the sun in Wife beater on me, let's pour the rum Wife beater on me, I'll take you on I'm the closest and you're shinin' like a summer solstice Everyone's tryna figure you out On the patio and we're just strung out And I know what you're into Fortune tellers couldn't tell you what to do If I seem like I'm bad news Then hide from me, girl I want a good girl, and you fit the criteria I'm f**in' takin' you serious Hide from me, girl (hide from me, girl) In love, no typical love I'm a smokin' gun and I'm still on the run Tan Jeep out front with the Rollie on Nine deep and we've been away from home too long I'ma make your b**h choose Five liters in the cooler Five liters in the cooler You can pose with your poodle Drive fast in your new car Drive fast in your new car I'ma give you that bling Kiss the big face that I love dearly That n***a ain't near as cool as me Hate with all your might, I'm coolin', b And I'm sure you've never had this experience before Helicopter on the roof, let's soar And I'm out on the west like Schwartz n***as f**in' up the golf course So that's what rich n***as are doin' these days Yeah we get money like 10, 12 ways And on a restless night She gon' take me where I need to go In the backseat of the Maybach, where we used to get on And you want real love One that'll make you feel like you just woke up I think you better hide from me, girl I want a good girl, and you fit the criteria I'm f**in' takin' you serious Hide from me, girl (hide from me, girl) In love, no typical love I'm a smokin' gun and I'm still on the run