Top Songs By Angel
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Angel
Künstler:in
Jeremih
Zusätzlicher Gesang
Eric Bellinger
Zusätzlicher Gesang
Dappy
Zusätzlicher Gesang
Wretch 32
Zusätzlicher Gesang
Sirach Charles
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Sirach Charles
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Sirach Charles
Produzent:in
Glenn Schick
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I've been gettin' money on the low
Girl, you should come to my house
Big faced Rollie for the wrist
I left it home on the couch
Even though a **** don't show it
Everything you see, you know I own it
I've never been the type to go and blow it
I'm the type of **** that will hold it down
[Verse 2]
Been getting money on the low
Big faced Rollie for the wrist
Girl, thats a price of a house
Even though a **** don't show it
Everything you see, you know I own it
I've never been the type to go and blow it
[Verse 3]
I've been gettin' money on the low
Look at you, look at me stocking these clothes
I ain't even turned up yet, I ain't gone home
If I do, I'm putting on a suit
I'm turning up in a Cayman, driving around
Ooh-na-na, they salute when they see
I came in surfing around
[Verse 4]
I can get the honeys in the road
Look at you, look at me still in these clothes
I ain't even been to sleep yet
I've been doing late night shifts
Ten dollars and a show, they all grindin' it out
Oh, they won't understand
When I'm in the booth and I'm high in the cloud
[Verse 5]
I've been gettin' money on the low
Girl, you should come to my house
Big faced Rollie for the wrist
I left it home on the couch
Even though a **** don't show it
Everything you see, you know I own it
I've never been the type to go and blow it
I'm the type of **** that will hold it down
[Verse 6]
Been getting money on the low
Big faced Rollie for the wrist
Girl, thats a price of a house
Even though a **** don't show it
Everything you see, you know I own it
I've never been the type to go and blow it
[Verse 7]
I've been getting money like a dope dealer
On the low, grinding all week
Bought some new clothes up on a Tuesday
Wore the same fit all weekend
Had one bitch, she brought three friends
I ain't gotta fake or gotta pretend
Great white when it comes to R&B hits
We couldn't park there, probably get a precinct
I've been counting on the Washington's
Lincoln's and the Jackson's, the Franklin's and the Benjamin's
I done hear some ladies talk a little
Little vanilla in 'em
Mix it with some cinnamon
Album don't drop, I'ma still eat
Living through the hundreds, call it blue cheese
[Verse 8]
I've been getting Grammys on the low
You be in the club singing all my shit
You ain't even know I wrote all 'em other **** songs
I cannot blame you, who does their homework
They don't check credits any more
I don't be trippin', I just head to the bank and deposit more
I would be foolish to take all this money
Take pictures and post on the 'Gram, ****
I really do this, I don't have to prove it to you
**** know who I am
So you can trick on them hoes if you wanna
But your check gon' be gone in the morning
While I'm sitting on a private beach
Just me and my girl in a private suite, ****
[Verse 9]
I've been gettin' money on the low
Big faced Rollie for the wrist
I left it home on the couch
Even though a **** don't show it
Everything you see, you know I own it
I've never been the type to go and blow it
I'm the type of **** that will hold it down
[Verse 10]
I've been gettin' money on the low
Big faced Rollie for the wrist
Girl, thats a price of a house
Even though a **** don't show it
Everything you see, you know I own it
I've never been the type to go and blow it
[Verse 11]
I've been gettin' money on the loud
Phone on silent, ringing hittas out
Since I've been doing well, said I left her in a drought
Don't let me R. Kelly in your house
I can really take the piss with it
See, I'm the one in front of six digits
Froggy style, make a prick ribbit
Said she like a cool **** with a big business
I got an ice bucket challenge on my wrist, innit
Gorgeous like my model chick Zara
She got the vibes but she's never been to Gaza
And she look better on a bottle than a sparkler
Renowned like Funny Tummy, yeah, I got the last laugh
Ghostin', I pulled up in the Phantom
Listening to Buju Banton
I can boom bye bang 'em if I wanna
My woman and my clothes don't be clashing
'Cause they're both so Italian
I rock diesel by the gallon when I wanna
[Verse 12]
I keep it 100 even when I'm down to zero
So tell your Don Scarface he's no Al Pacino
This ain't a movie so watch who you're watchin'
And that shit you're rockin'
'Cause I might have to rob it like De Niro
We never cut corners cause we lean on em like Ducati's
You be stuck in traffic busting swishers on the cabbies
See me, I got all these foreign bitches screaming are you dappy?
'Cause I be making money from London to Abu Dhabi
So what a blow, this is that straight off the boat flow
Call it cargo, fuck you and that half fro
I'm still to introduce you to the real Pablo
Said she don't love ya
I bet she'll love how fast your car goes
Let's get it right, in life you have to handle shit proper
Everything you see is all me, I would never borrow
They ain't letting me spray what I really wanna say
'Cause at any stage they could drop me like Madonna
But then I'd really have to make money on the low
[Verse 13]
Money on the low
Girl, you should come to my house
Big faced Rollie for the wrist
I left it home on the couch
Even though a **** don't show it
Everything you see, you know I own it
I've never been the type to go and blow it
I'm the type of **** that will hold it down
[Verse 14]
I've been gettin' money on the low
Big faced Rollie for the wrist
Girl, thats a price of a house
Even though a **** don't show it
Everything you see, you know I own it
I've never been the type to go and blow it
Written by: Sirach Charles