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wanna fail
Feel the hate up in the air so I hold my breath
They gone try to dog ya (Woah woah woah woah)
You gotta push through it all ya (woah woah woah

Oop the Air Up There, Bam! Shaq-Combo
Baby Shaq with my slams, Hot Sauce with my palms
A.O with the heart, The Professor with the class
360 between

to die or tryna fight each other
And my mama had her n***** putting candy in the mail box
Why? All 'cause she had a craving
These weren't even n***** she

Uh bitch I'm flexin' on y'all niggas
Uh yeah
Flex flex flex
I got gold all on my teeth nigga

Ima real dope boy, air maxes on my feet
Young nigga

Blacker then black panther
With the air rise
Bullet proof tires
With the extra gas tank
What the fuck you think
Gator on the seats
My whole squad gone eat

love it when it's money I smell
And that feeling you get when you getting them checks in the mail
How ever you get it, get it just know there's a heaven

me what it do bae
You must be from Dubai the way I wanna do bae
OGs ran me true game
Sometimes skip that blue flame
Air fry the ready rock, they

fiscal
Les anges sont produits à la chaîne, dans les classes d'Uni Mail

C'est jour de marché à la plaine, regarde les roms qui s'caillent
Les toxs qui

Moving, grooving, you know my style
I do it everyday cause you know I’m Hella wild
And you know I’m just doin my thang
Check voice mail baby cause

Wit mother
Food stamps only go so far
And you can't use em to send mail to 
Each other
This for times right now
I've been working so hard
I feel my back

Been in da labby all night
Lookin up addys
Bitch I’m tied
Den a mf
Check da clock
Dat check drop (Hmmmm)
We gone pull up
Hand me my mail please
Ion need

facts, who what when where and how
My nigga got the strap, he ain’t scared to air em out
I be catching all the packs through the mail and kick them out
Now

Check the mail to feel
Hope it's full of air
I'm too scared it's real
Treat you like a wound

Dead in living rooms
Nothing's there for me
My love

as the sky nigga fuck 12
Hit my line and get ignored
Archived like a whole bunch of fan Mail
Bad mf from the nawfside
For all the bitches with they mouth Wide

the tongue out your mouth and mail it back to your house 
Less Norman mailer more Sarah Pailin when you be talkin
Don't know if the doobie talkin but the mood

back with Sandra’s eyes
I don’t care bout discomfort let it burn in the air
Now you wanna talk about what’s fair, yeah
Baby pull up a chair, yeah
Baby

my eye
Atmosphere natural, air sign light the sky
Exactly I'm a sun, not the son, juss wise
Use to not sip drinks, now I really like wine
This sound

Got a paperback book
All the pages are worn
Like a thrift store suit
Stolen goods from goodwill
Sent some stamps in the mail
Make it easy it reply

The back-road scenic route we'll drive until the buildings scrape the sky
The open air keeps us alive, we'll roll the windows down
The ballad of our travels will

beat em nd do the stale face
I could mail weight I'd rather it through the railway
Its a sale I ain't no fucking dealer man
Spin around the block nd air

nails
And pick it big up with them bigger bails
I stick a Dickin’s in the fricking mail
You tryna book me imma need a mill
Split it fifty when I eat my

before it get to pale
20k deposit ima get it through the mail
Cash App, PayPal get it through Zelle
Exotic from cookie put it in the air
All white forces

put in the air might hit a Pop fly
If she won’t let me in a week I prolly stop trying
Don’t wear no suits but me and G.S.E. still got ties
You read

Tell the world the air is getting stale
(Tell the world, tell the world)
Tell the world the night is closing in
(Tell the world, tell the world)
Tell