Hot Air

91 yea yea
Representer
Yeah I represent
I might hit the mall
Show yaw how I ball
Go heavy on the gas
Let yaw eat exhaust
I might hit the nos
I don't follow other cars
If yo girl take off her drawls
Ima follow protocol
But im on my own
Always on my own
Case you didn't know
Got the peely on me
On Ay
Same hitta
Same hitta
Same nigga
Yeah
They ain't need to know
And I aint lead em on
Got that big bitch
Its nothing really tho
Ill pull this thang on
That nigga
Mad niggas
But I ain't never
Brought home no danger
To my niggas
Not my niggas

In a phantom
Aint no different
Got that thing tight
Got the paper
Pull yo card
Like its game night
They gone catch me
In the middle of this fame hype
How i got this big head
You still aint aimed right
How
Is
My
Head
So big
And you still can't hit it
Free my mind
Free my mind
Free my mind

Ha

How the hell yaw let my head get so big
Hot air balloon I be floating
I just took a selfie with yo girlfriend
Now she in there sitting on that whirlwind
Yea I went to shawnee mission west
But I'm still from the east side
I been crushing beans and its not because they refried
I was smelling weed under the door since I was knee high
Been smelling roaches for I had the heart to smoke em
Yea yea

In a phantom
Aint no different
Got that thing tight
Got the paper
Pull yo card
Like its game night
They gone catch me
In the middle of this fame hype
How ii got this big head
You still aint aimed right
How
Is
My
Head
So big
And you still can't hit it
Free my mind
Free my mind

How the hell you let me take off like a rocket
Cheat the game take my cue get out of pocket
Ion play no fucking pool but I'm cool
Stupid bitch gone try to play me like a fool
Im the big dog
Dog
Big dog
The only man like the ken doll
Doll
Yea dog
You know my bro done shot that bitch dog
Free big dog
My blood brother ben too
He in too
Yaw know wassup
Free my bro
Big Ben
From the playpen



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Writer(s): Antuane Dawaune Scott Smith
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