Angels

A prayer for the switch blade doors
Stained glass, an account offshore
One hit made me want one more
Excess, no, it don’t come cheap
Pour one 'cause it tastes so sweet
Kool-aid in the city of dreams
And LA, LA, LA, LA isn’t for everyone
We say, we say, we say, we say, we are the chosen ones
We’re angels asleep on the floor
'Cause we partied too far
Drink holy water
Somebody’s daughter
Angels to Gucci we pray
Sell our souls for a taste
Drink holy water
Somebody’s daughter
I’m Pablo and this is Cocaine
I’m high on power and fame
New friends and money to make
Bless up, I’m gonna go far
Hang out on the Boulevard
'Cause I wanna stare at the stars
And LA, LA, LA, LA isn’t for everyone
We say, we say, we say, we say, we are the chosen ones
We’re angels asleep on the floor
'Cause we partied too far
Drink holy water
Somebody’s daughter
Angels to Gucci we pray
Sell our souls for a taste
Drink holy water
Somebody’s daughter
Cherry wine run away
Rum and coke set me straight
West Coast all the way down
Louis V lingerie
Smoking weed on holiday
West Coast all the way down
And LA, LA, LA, LA isn’t for everyone
We say, we say, we say, we say, we are the chosen ones
We’re angels asleep on the floor
'Cause we partied too far
Drink holy water
Somebody’s daughter
Angels to Gucci we pray
Sell our souls for a taste
Drink holy water
Somebody’s daughter
We’re angels asleep on the floor
'Cause we partied too far
Drink holy water
Somebody’s daughter
Angels to Gucci we pray
Sell our souls for a taste
Drink holy water
Somebody’s daughter