Air It Out
YNW Melly, Fredo Bang
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Ain't that DJ Chose over there? Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat Put that .40 to this forehead, what the f*ck you thinkin' bout? He talkin' like he on the air, we gon' have to air it out Ooh, hit a f*ck nigga with that tool Ooh, tryna put a nigga on the news Put that .40 to this forehead, what the f*ck you thinkin' bout? He talkin' like he on the air, we gon' have to air it out Ooh, hit a f*ck nigga with that tool Ooh, tryna put a nigga on the news How that Glock go? (Baow!) How that Draco? Youngin' take souls, get that case closed Get it done, f*ck me though Get the drop, I say go Sneeze on 'em, caught a cold If he tender, f*ck his hoe They watchin' my moves, they tellin' the people I got some goons and all of 'em evil All of these sticks, ain't none of them legal Swervin' in Jeeps, we Jeepers Creepers Bitch gon' f*ck me just to get back Gimma that drop, don't want your cat Missed that opp, we doublin' back Hit 'em in the front, came out his back All black hoodie, ain't no mask Catch 'em in the car, leave 'em on the dash Keep that dough, where that stash F*ck what you claim, you get no pass Where your toe? We play tag He ain't gangster, take his flag Catch him in traffic, make him crash Shot the wrong person, that's my bad Put that .40 to this forehead, what the f*ck you thinkin' bout? He talkin' like he on the air, we gon' have to air it out Ooh, hit a f*ck nigga with that tool Ooh, tryna put a nigga on the news Put that .40 to this forehead, what the f*ck you thinkin' bout? He talkin' like he on the air, we gon' have to air it out Ooh, hit a f*ck nigga with that tool Ooh, tryna put a nigga on the news I ain't runnin' from no one He upped the Glock, but that bitch ain't got no drum Run up on opp, pussy nigga you owe some These hoes gon' f*ck on all of us, 'cause we got it I got like five racks inside my pocket F*ck on your thing in my blue and green Balenciagas You niggas talkin' like you with it, ain't got no choppers I'm ridin' with some killers, we all 'bout violence, demolish You got beef like you wanna see this bitch squirt with extended mags These niggas ain't with it, yeah, better get you back My niggas really got bad hoes from Trinidad Thick hoe from Trinidad, I'm trynna give her that Put that .40 to this forehead, what the f*ck you thinkin' bout? He talkin' like he on the air, we gon' have to air it out Ooh, hit a f*ck nigga with that tool Ooh, tryna put a nigga on the news Put that .40 to this forehead, what the f*ck you thinkin' bout? He talkin' like he on the air, we gon' have to air it out Ooh, hit a f*ck nigga with that tool Ooh, tryna put a nigga on the news Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat Ain't that DJ Chose over there? Looked like DJ Chose
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Written by: Fredrick II Givens, Jamell Maurice Demons
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