Air it out

I ah get yo blowing when its beef like the food too hot
I ain't have it on me I was lacking what yo crew thought
762s and 223s is wat yo crew caught
Stand over the body light a wood and watch them dudes rot

All you see is shells like a nigga playing Mario
And you ain't running shit little nights need some cardio
Thinking you a wolf can get you blue you Lucario
I ain't playing games with this stick this ain't Atari hoe
Think I'm selabant cuz I really just don't give a fuck
Like a squirrel after winter baby I'm just tranna get a nut
I ain't punch her in the stomach but you know a nigga hitting guts
Playing wit my paper the number one way to get you cut
Opening up yo mouth the same thing that get it wired shut
Got the dough sauces cheeses and heat but this ain't Pizza Hut
Pull up to yo crib and air shit out like a air duct
Nina with extension I just got her fucking hair done

I ah get yo blowing when its beef like the food too hot
I ain't have it on me I was lacking what yo crew thought
762s and 223s is wat yo crew caught
Stand over the body light a wood and watch them dudes rot
I ah get yo blowing when its beef like the food too hot
I ain't have it on me I was lacking what yo crew thought
762s and 223s is wat yo crew caught
Stand over the body light a wood and watch them dudes rot

Bitch these cop killers bullets eat through the vest
Turn his ass to iron man and put a whole in his chest
Glock need plastic surgery imma give it some breast
And all a nigga see is sticks like we building a nest
Blood effort sweat and tears I done gave it my best
No talking when I use this led like I'm taking a test
Applying pressure to these niggas I guess that's y they be pressed
Laying hands all on yo bitch that mean I'm getting her blessed
I put something on his head Glock giving him stress
Think his last name Armstrong the way I'm leaving him stretched
Give his ass a dirt nap he just needed a rest
They say two wrongs don't make a right I guess I need me a left

I ah get yo blowing when its beef like the food too hot
I ain't have it on me I was lacking what yo crew thought
762s and 223s is wat yo crew caught
Stand over the body light a wood and watch them dudes rot



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Writer(s): Jimmy Williams
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