Amaarae – HELLZ ANGEL (Official Audio)

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Amaarae – HELLZ ANGEL (Official Audio)


Produced by: Rvdical The Kid,
Written by: Amaarae

Mixed & Mastered by: Christian Van Rootselaar & Jaap Wiewel for Killing Skills Music
Art Direction by: Nyahan Studio & Oluwatoyosi Oyetunde

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  1. This is just too much fire and juice. Im a bit overwhelmed by how Unique and dope af Amaarea is!! Woo!!❤❤❤❤❤🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

  2. Inshallah
    I'm with the squad
    Bet that's on God, I did it
    Without a plan or a penny
    Rackets on rackets I'm spendin'
    Can I get momma a Bentley?
    Only time will tell
    On my way to hell
    On my way out jail
    I just dropped fifty on bail
    Set my niggas free, No AJ
    Back to the basics
    The base, babe
    Face it, babe
    I made it, babe
    The baby on Henny
    We'll make it, babe
    Get naked, babe
    Then say my name, yeah
    Back to the basics
    The base, babe
    Face it, babe
    I made it, babe
    The baby on Henny
    We'll make it, babe
    Get naked, babe
    Then say my name, yeah
    Bitch, I'm in my bag on ten
    I can't even lack, I'm blessed
    Rolls Royce windows tinted
    I'm going down
    Everyday is mine, I flex
    Four freaks in the ride I sex
    Diamond in the back
    Fucking up a bag
    Pimp on the prowl
    Bitch, I'm in my bag on 10
    I can't even lack, I'm blessed
    Rolls Royce windows tinted
    I'm going down
    Everyday is mine, I flex
    Four freaks in the ride I sex
    Diamond in the back
    Fucking up a bag
    Pimp on the prowl
    Racks on racks I bleed
    Try test me, bitch please
    My necklace is freezie
    Free my nigga P
    Petey Pablo steez
    Freak'a leek, Monique
    Call me, beep me
    If you wan' reach me
    I don't make songs
    Bitch, I make memories
    I don't like thongs
    'Cause they ride up in jeans
    I don't smoke trees but I drink
    But I (ugh, yeah)
    Automatic whipper
    Pull up in a Fisker
    Kiss your kitty whispers
    Wipe up on a pretty pistol
    Rock you steady
    Singing whispers then I'm gone
    Bitch, I'm in my bag on ten
    I can't even lack, I'm blessed
    Rolls Royce windows tinted
    I'm going down
    Everyday is mine, I flex
    Four freaks in the ride I sex
    Diamond in the back
    Fucking up a bag
    Pimp on the prowl
    Bitch, I'm in my bag on ten
    I can't even lack, I'm blessed
    Rolls Royce windows tinted
    I'm going down
    Everyday is mine, I flex
    Four freaks in the ride I sex
    Diamond in the back
    Fucking up a bag
    Pimp on the prowl