High in the Air

NOIR GOT THAT FYE
Let's go
We dropped, let's go
Leave the nigga (Dead)
Yeah yeah yeah
Whole body red
Yeah yeah yeah
Like I'm walking up the stairs
High in the air air air
Imma air it out
But I shoot there
Cut that hoe off
Imma cut her off like nair
No cap
Asking me do I care
And you know I don't care
Yea he keep talking that shit
We gone shoot at his place
He keep talking that smack
We gone air out his face
Yea
How you got all your shooters lined up in the kitchen
Like they doing some dishes
They know that I'm wicked
They don't really know that I'm so fucked up
I fucked up my kidneys
I got that drink in my kidneys
Ain't no fucking with me
Yeah he get rolled in the swisher a gar
I'll push you out of your car
Ion' rep five star but you knowing I'm a star
Big G yeah you see the six star
Ion' want no dealings now, I'll hit you up tomorrow
Yea I'm finna get high like I'm tryna go to mars
How you going on a drill after that you the bars
He ain't really gangster, why he tryna act hard
Yea we all know that he soft (He soft)
You don't want smoke call it off (On god)
You see this ice how it's frost
Don't do the cap bout the cost
I am the boss like Rick Ross
I got the strap in my dickies
When I fuck her I bust on her pussy it's sticky
She so freaky she licked it
Damn
Leave the nigga (Dead)
Yeah yeah yeah
Whole body red
Yeah yeah yeah
Like I'm walking up the stairs
High in the air air air
Imma air it out
But I shoot there
Cut that hoe off
Imma cut her off like nair
No cap
Asking me do I care
And you know I don't care
Yea he keep talking that shit
We gone shoot at his place
He keep talking that smack
We gone air out his face



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