WING RIDDEN ANGEL

You can tell the universe I'm ready
I'm ready for abundance, I'm ready for new energies, new vibrations, all that

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
You can tell the universe I'm ready
Tell the universe I'm ready
Yeah you can tell Jah (Yeah)
You can tell Buddha (Yeah)
You can tell the universe I'm ready
Tell the universe I'm ready
Yeah you can tell god (Yeah)
You can tell allah (Yeah)
You can tell the universe I'm ready
Tell the universe I'm ready
Yeah you can tell the universe I'm ready
Tell the universe I'm ready
Yeah you can tell the universe I'm ready
Tell the universe I'm ready
Yeah you can tell the universe I'm ready
Tell the universe I'm ready

I still get paid off the backend
All I want is high fashion
I still load hollows in that MAC-10
In case they ready for the action
Pistol whip a muthafucka talking bout he savage
I just made another one six up on the classics
Gave that girl a couple huns now she think that she a bad bitch
When I pull up in that Maserati know this shit ain't average

I'm a wing ridden angel
I'm a wing ridden angel
I'm a wing ridden angel
I'm a wing ridden angel
I'm a wing ridden angel
I'm a wing ridden angel
I'm a wing ridden

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
You can tell the universe I'm ready
Tell the universe I'm ready
Yeah you can tell Jah (Yeah)
You can tell Buddha (Yeah)
You can tell the universe I'm ready
Tell the universe I'm ready
Yeah you can tell god (Yeah)
You can tell allah (Yeah)
You can tell the universe I'm ready
Tell the universe I'm ready
Yeah you can tell the universe I'm ready
Tell the universe I'm ready
Yeah you can tell the universe I'm ready
Tell the universe I'm ready
Yeah you can tell the universe I'm ready
Tell the universe I'm ready

I pop my shit cuz I'm un-fuck-with-able
Yeah your shortie all up in the back she tryna give me dome
My 556 get real damn physical
Ian throwing hands up in this bitch you get your head blown
Huh hey
You'll get your top knocked back yup
All these bitches love me cuz I stunt like that
Cuz I'm blunt like that
I throw a front like that
And if he don't have my money then he dying like that
Yeah
Then he dying like that
Yeah
I'm a wing ridden angel
I'm a wing ridden angel
I'm a wing ridden angel
I'm a wing ridden angel

I still get paid off the backend
All I want is high fashion
I still load hollows in that mac10
In case they ready for the action
Pistol whip a muthafucka talking bout he savage
I just made another one six up on the classics
Gave that girl a couple huns now she think that she a bad bitch
When I pull up in a Maserati know this shit ain't average