MBE ASH- Get Air Freestyle

Yeah, nigga
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They call me A from the O, I'll take your pulse
Nigga, think I can't fuck his bitch, I got her on a low

Bitch, I want all the beef, I'ma pop your bro
And if your bitch get in the way, I'ma pop your ho
And I ain't aiming for the body, hit him in his head
Keep on flexing with that cheese, I'll take your bread

Bitch, I'm punching on shit like I'm Fat Fred
Boy, that is not no fire weed, but that shit reg
And if he hop, on feet, hit him in his legs
I just beat a nigga's ass inside of get air

And you can't go and find this gun, boy, this bitch rare
And this chopper rip through shit, go through five layers
And we just killed all y'all niggas, need a team prayer
And when I fuck from the back, I'ma grab your hair

Bitch, come and shop this, that fire, weed that get you gone
Bitch, know I'm A from the O, cause she heard my song
Bitch, took her pants off, I done her, fucked her through her thong
Bitch, I'm serving all these hits in Dayton, got like six phones

And if we can't find your ass, pull up at your home
And if I see one more diss, I'ma get you gone
I just smacked the fuck out of a nigga, told him Laura Stone
Bitch, wonder why I keep getting money, cause I'm selling pros

ron, you's a bitch and we already know
If I see your ass on R.I.P. again, I'ma let it blow
Ayo, friend of bitch, you got hoed by my nigga Ro
Ayo, you's a bitch, you got hoed by my nigga J

You can't trust me with shit, I'ma get you laced
Bitch, I'm getting all this chicken, this is not no race
Bitch, chopped and stiffed me, I done wrecked out her ass face
They can't even identify his body, that's a closed case

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Credits
Writer(s): Ashton Cole
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