Air
Throw your hands in the
Air
Unless you got the lighter
For the paper
Tequila cold beer
For the chaser
Then back to blow green
By the acre, yeah
Put your damn phone
Face down
Pick your head up and
Take a long look around like
Wow
Wanna throw my hands in the air
Imma throw both hands in air
Imma take both hits to the mind
Lean back God I'm feeling like a player
We do the same thing every time
Going full speed ain't no wishy washy
One thing they have in common
Both the house and fifths be popping
Ditch our common sense, yeah
Liquor shots and panties dropping
Week late on rent
Long as the roof and titties topless
And so on
And so on
Yeah
Raise your fucking glass yo
Toast to all the homies
Who be cool with being assholes
Shouts to all the ladies rolling blunts
I'm tryna smash those
Once you finish rolling momma
Know you tryna pass though
Throw your hands in the
Air
Unless you got the lighter
For the paper
Tequila cold beer
For the chaser
Then back to blow green
By the acre, yeah
Put your damn phone
Face down
Pick your head up and
Take a long look around like
Wow
Wanna throw my hands in the air
Throw your hands in the
Air
Unless you got the lighter
For the paper
Tequila cold beer
For the chaser
Then back to blow green
By the acre, yeah
Put your damn phone
Face down
Pick your head up and
Take a long look around like
Air
Unless you got the lighter
For the paper
Tequila cold beer
For the chaser
Then back to blow green
By the acre, yeah
Put your damn phone
Face down
Pick your head up and
Take a long look around like
Wow
Wanna throw my hands in the air
Imma throw both hands in air
Imma take both hits to the mind
Lean back God I'm feeling like a player
We do the same thing every time
Going full speed ain't no wishy washy
One thing they have in common
Both the house and fifths be popping
Ditch our common sense, yeah
Liquor shots and panties dropping
Week late on rent
Long as the roof and titties topless
And so on
And so on
Yeah
Raise your fucking glass yo
Toast to all the homies
Who be cool with being assholes
Shouts to all the ladies rolling blunts
I'm tryna smash those
Once you finish rolling momma
Know you tryna pass though
Throw your hands in the
Air
Unless you got the lighter
For the paper
Tequila cold beer
For the chaser
Then back to blow green
By the acre, yeah
Put your damn phone
Face down
Pick your head up and
Take a long look around like
Wow
Wanna throw my hands in the air
Throw your hands in the
Air
Unless you got the lighter
For the paper
Tequila cold beer
For the chaser
Then back to blow green
By the acre, yeah
Put your damn phone
Face down
Pick your head up and
Take a long look around like
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Writer(s): Angus Khan, Wesley Peak
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