CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Air 1s
Uh
Yeah
(b*t*h, it's RJ Bih on the track, yeah)
Woah, haha
Woah, I just pulled up in some Air Force 1's
Ayy, shawty wanna sext, she American, she keep them guns
Yeah, gotta keep it up then teach it to your son
Huh, don't be 6ix9ine, don't go dumb (No, no)
Ayy, I just pulled up in some Air Force 1's (Woo)
Ayy, shawty wanna sext, she American, she keep them guns (Ah)
Ayy, gotta keep it up then teach it to your son (Uh-huh, woo)
Ayy, ayy, don't be 6ix9ine, don't go dumb (No, no)
Woah, huh
(b*t*h, it's RJ Bih on the track, yeah, yeah)
Ayy, huh, hahaha
Yo, haha
(RJ Bih just f**king killed this beat, bro, ayy)
When I go out, I keep a strap
You know that I can't be lackin'
It's RJ Bih up on the track, Falak too
Kill your bro in five minutes, this sh*t ain't no life hack
If you tough then fight back, women come, they go
If they do that they might a get a Mike Ty' slap
You know I'm spittin' on a track
Gotta feed the fam, in fact
Lemme diss my rivals who be talkin' smack
Ayo, Yung C$, none of your songs get me impressed
Recording on your phone, but actin' like you the best
And Yamu, racist motherf**ker, callin' me out for your mess
I know that you see me as competition, got you stressed
And Kxsign, you blocked me, didn't even hand in that favour
Listening to emo sh*t, bet blood's your favourite flavour
If I was on your songs that'd be a life saver
But go and block me, I don't care, you f**kin' wafer
Saba Beats, you betrayed me, thinkin' that I'm stupid, f**k a f**king hater
I could f**k you up, just come and run me, see you later
Was at all of your premiers and when I dropped you went and missed it
f**k you, motherf**ker, that goes to you and your b*t*h, yeah
I've had enough of your sh*t, yeah
We both going to hell, yeah, but if I make it good then I might be going up to heaven
You thinking you the sh*t, but where these streets you reppin'?
Sent invites to our server, motherf**ker had me stressin'
Haha, f**k Saba Beats, stupid motherf**ker learned his lesson
Woah, I just pulled up in some Air Force 1's
Ayy, shawty wanna sext, she American, she keep them guns
Yeah, gotta keep it up then teach it to your son
Huh, don't be 6ix9ine, don't go dumb (No, no)
Ayy, I just pulled up in some Air Force 1's (Woo)
Ayy, shawty wanna sext, she American, she keep them guns (Ah)
Ayy, gotta keep it up then teach it to your son (Uh-huh, woo)
Ayy, ayy, don't be 6ix9ine, don't go dumb (No, no)
Yeah
(b*t*h, it's RJ Bih on the track, yeah)
Woah, haha
Woah, I just pulled up in some Air Force 1's
Ayy, shawty wanna sext, she American, she keep them guns
Yeah, gotta keep it up then teach it to your son
Huh, don't be 6ix9ine, don't go dumb (No, no)
Ayy, I just pulled up in some Air Force 1's (Woo)
Ayy, shawty wanna sext, she American, she keep them guns (Ah)
Ayy, gotta keep it up then teach it to your son (Uh-huh, woo)
Ayy, ayy, don't be 6ix9ine, don't go dumb (No, no)
Woah, huh
(b*t*h, it's RJ Bih on the track, yeah, yeah)
Ayy, huh, hahaha
Yo, haha
(RJ Bih just f**king killed this beat, bro, ayy)
When I go out, I keep a strap
You know that I can't be lackin'
It's RJ Bih up on the track, Falak too
Kill your bro in five minutes, this sh*t ain't no life hack
If you tough then fight back, women come, they go
If they do that they might a get a Mike Ty' slap
You know I'm spittin' on a track
Gotta feed the fam, in fact
Lemme diss my rivals who be talkin' smack
Ayo, Yung C$, none of your songs get me impressed
Recording on your phone, but actin' like you the best
And Yamu, racist motherf**ker, callin' me out for your mess
I know that you see me as competition, got you stressed
And Kxsign, you blocked me, didn't even hand in that favour
Listening to emo sh*t, bet blood's your favourite flavour
If I was on your songs that'd be a life saver
But go and block me, I don't care, you f**kin' wafer
Saba Beats, you betrayed me, thinkin' that I'm stupid, f**k a f**king hater
I could f**k you up, just come and run me, see you later
Was at all of your premiers and when I dropped you went and missed it
f**k you, motherf**ker, that goes to you and your b*t*h, yeah
I've had enough of your sh*t, yeah
We both going to hell, yeah, but if I make it good then I might be going up to heaven
You thinking you the sh*t, but where these streets you reppin'?
Sent invites to our server, motherf**ker had me stressin'
Haha, f**k Saba Beats, stupid motherf**ker learned his lesson
Woah, I just pulled up in some Air Force 1's
Ayy, shawty wanna sext, she American, she keep them guns
Yeah, gotta keep it up then teach it to your son
Huh, don't be 6ix9ine, don't go dumb (No, no)
Ayy, I just pulled up in some Air Force 1's (Woo)
Ayy, shawty wanna sext, she American, she keep them guns (Ah)
Ayy, gotta keep it up then teach it to your son (Uh-huh, woo)
Ayy, ayy, don't be 6ix9ine, don't go dumb (No, no)
