Verse 1 - ANGEL:

Assata Assata Assata
Let anyone try me,
The nigga a goner
I carry a purse
Carry a llama
I go in my bag,
Turn the show to a drama, ugh

Semi-automatic put a cop in a hearse
Whites boys KKK cuz it works
These rap niggas think they so dangerous
Pull up now bitch, end up on a shirt

I don’t do features
I don’t play no games
These Li'l hoes wanna talk they shit
But they all take dick for fame
Don’t call me no activist,
I move mutual aid
Active, money magnet, honey
Try me and lose your name

You don't have ta like me trick
You just have to respect me
I’m doing all the work these hoes wanna do
So who gone check me?
Chicago done raised me,
This small town shit don’t phase me,
Niggas ain't even praying
My ancestors go crazy!

That Essie, Butch, Ladonna, Aaron,
Mookie, Miss Mackenzie, Cheryl, Angie, Marvin,
Doris, Alice, Audrey,
I ain’t scared of weirdos.
Move with integrity
My bitch thick you can’t compete
They just mad they cannot eat my pussy and it's real apparent

You niggas is wild lost, silent cuz you whack
All the rappers mad cause I won’t hop on they Li'l tracks ,
Yeah I talk my shit, my titties big just like my status,
Everyone's a critic til they business is in shambles

Look, I'm dat bitch
I’m dat I'm dat bitch
Only fuck with straight assassins, boy
Who you kidding?
I moved to the city now I swear these bitches tripping,
This a courtesy call hoe, cuz I’m clearly on a mission

Florist, put a nigga in the dirt
Forrest, let him run for church
Abhorrent, how you all lack purpose?
Sell your soul for a backstage pass and a bourbon
Hurting, clearly weak,
I don’t fuck with fakes or cheats
Ya’ll too complicit for me so
I don’t even want that fee

Ooh, it smell like fish in this bitch
I know niggaz scared
You can hate me all that you want
But you wouldn’t dare!
I’m the fluid king in these streets
and these puppies pressed
Master every beat,
Conjuring health and that good success

I want all of the smoke,
Uplifting all of my homies
This ain’t no real competition
You niggas all fucking phony
Bragging bout money -- bitches
When you just borrow or loaning
There’s a contract on the table
Let’s see who flagrant and lonely

Angel back to saving,
Innovating, elevating,
Contemplating how these niggas
Thrive off partnering with rapists,
Uncanny so I came to pave the way
Make no mistake,
I’m over all these fucking pigs,
It ain’t just cops catching these flames

Verse 2: PSALM

Huh?
Were you silent or silenced?
Shawty barred up on that one
That’s the type of shit that really happens
Funny how they regulate the passion
It’s the performance for me
These allies too corny to function
Don’t call me no activist please
I’m just fuckin over the punk shit

Sis, just stop.
We can tell you ain’t about to pop
All the fuckin lies you wanna spread about me but
Yo little album still flopped, ha!
How you fuckin main dudes on the label and ain’t win?
How you stay a "pick me" and yo ass still on the bench? Huh?

Let me stop before I run outta receipts
Gotta keep a few on deck for all you culture thieves
Y’all gon' learn one day but I’m just tryna keep it peaceful
If you ain’t ready to blast that shit don’t fuckin reach, love

How you niggas mad at me
for tearin down these nasty ass rappers with truth?
That say a lot about me, but nigga that shit say more about you.
This industry way too evil for not enough rappers to be on the top
I’ll crumble ya shit and crumble ya rebrand
Nigga don’t think we forgot

I’m on fire for some shit I coulda died for and don’t think I didn’t see you ‘round here actin like a cyborg fuckin robots make me nauseous yall just like the fuckin cops is precinct burner Nat Turner vibes I’m chalkin up ya Losses yikes

I'm dat bitch 
I’m dat I'm dat bitch 
Only fuck with straight assassins boy 
Who you kidding?
I moved to the city now I swear these bitches tripping,
This a courtesy call hoe, cuz I’m clearly on a mission 

I’m convinced ,
It ain’t about music it’s politics
I’m runnin to come and abolish it
I don’t give a fuck about none of you liars
I’m tired of being too kind bitch
You better just fall in line bitch
I’m coming to get you in time bitch
It’s only so long you can hide, bitch

I’m rich!!

Ricky told me Pinkie prayed til I was holy
Mommy wrote me into scripture Auntie Ali drew the picture
And my daddy steady watchin, I’m just sad he couldn’t see this
But I know they really proud of me cuz I’m a fuckin genius, yeah!

I cannot listen to pedos
I do not rock with Geppetto
I will not fuck with nobody who’s scary as fuck
And won’t stand up to devils
Black as fuck yeah I’m the kettle
Pot be my friend and my enemy
I do not have no more frenemies
Lemons? Please, I really squeeze

Out yo neck
Without yo set
This ain’t no cinema
All the realest niggas on my side
That’s why they sent me bruh
And I’m still in shock that I’m still hot
But I’m not too surprised
I was always better than the best
I just got villified...