[intro]

Taxpurposes

[Chorus: playwithguns]

Angels on my phone, get me higher than i've ever been
Triple 2 heavenboys, yeah you know we heaven sent
That's my lil baby i might cop that bitch a fendi dress
Walking out the store and i'm looking so elegant

[line: lil shine]

(yeah, aye)
Pradas on my feet, and you know i spent your rent again

[line: playwithguns]

At the hotel w/ your hoe and we're checking in

[line: lil shine]

I got racks in my mcqueens, your bitch left you on read again

(keep calling me, keep calling)
[verse: playwithguns]

At the trap house and we counting dead presidents
I stand for the youth, yeah that's what i represent
Still fucked up cause i can't believe you said that shit

(keep calling me, keep calling)

[verse: lil shine]

Yeah i'm fucking on this bitch, i don't even need tho
And he was talking shit, told him look up in the mirror
Yeah i be counting racks, you be counting zeros
Shawty she a fan, she be saying i'm her hero

[verse: playwithguns]

Yeah ecstasy on me, yeah imma split it with your bitch
Fucked up man, yeah the opioids they got me sick
I need me a girl who gon stay w/ me thru it
Baby you and me we can count hella blue strips
We can take some shrooms and we'll go to the movies
Come to my place, we can fuck or just cool it
You can use me just don't let me feel useless

(keep calling me, keep calling)
[Chorus: playwithguns]

Angels on my phone, get me higher than i've ever been
Triple 2 heavenboys, yeah you know we heaven sent
That's my lil baby i might cop that bitch a fendi dress
Walking out the store and i'm looking so elegant