In the Air

Trey, woah-woah. Yeah, yeah, you know y'all done fucked up right? So this the type of shit to help a nigga when a nigga need the trap to go up nigga. Y'all playing with dope, me and Snow gotta come back and do this shit again. Y'all know this gon' be another 20 year run nigga. Ay Snow these niggas playing with it, we gotta show these niggas who the best Heard the streets is talking to them bitches I'm listening Y'all gon' make me whip a quarter mil up Whip my wrist and Shawty Redd got the beat banging Snow back on his Snow shit The way I feel nigga I might call up my old bitch Lexus it was bubble eye, I was paying 24 Transaction at the car wash across corner store That was off of Calen Road, beside Dekalb Mall Back when me and Shawty hit up Ts and had a damn ball About the time I bought the coupe just to hung up out the roof Drop them housing hoes on Madden Ave I duck and block that boy the truth Then I picked that Bentley up 'cause frankly I ain't give a fuck Snow pursue that rapping shit, your name is hot, you blowing up Nigga Pump hit me up, a young nigga signed a bag boy 'Cause Jazzy had bag back then call me the Bag Boy They was in them Breitlings but your boy was in that Rollie Who else gon' talk them chickens like he working at Chipotle If you're really 'bout your issues, three fingers in the air If you got your pistol with ya, three fingers in the air If you really ride foreign, three fingers in the air Gettin' paper like you touring, three fingers in the air And to all my real bitches, three fingers in the air Don't affiliate with snitches, three fingers in the air My young niggas riding leather, three fingers in the air Twist it up and change the weather three fingers in the air Bitch I paid two lawyer fees and drivers Had the rental so long I had to buy a set of tires Got popped in jack town was a little off the rap My nigga Boo Raw seen it had to come and bail me out What if they find two mil? Bitch y'all know that it was 3 Riding green Murcielago, y'all know that was me I done had so many Lambs' that I'm Lambo'd out I'mma have to buy a Cutlass I done already had See I wear my Jacob to my first meeting with Def Jam Walked in and told LA Reid "you see it" Bald head, top down on Collins, I'm 2Pacing They'll never find my prints on the rocks, I'm tube sockin' If you're really 'bout your issues, three fingers in the air If you got your pistol with ya, three fingers in the air If you really ride foreign, three fingers in the air Gettin' paper like you touring, three fingers in the air And to all my real bitches, three fingers in the air Don't affiliate with snitches, three fingers in the air My young niggas riding leather, three fingers in the air Twist it up and change the weather three fingers in the air All this watered down shit I keep hearing on the radio nigga. We going back to the streets nigga, the radio is the streets nigga. Ay y'all know y'all done fucked up right? Trey