Air it out ft. JB Roy Lyrics

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa

Whooooooooooa woah

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa

When a nigga hit rock bottom I ain't get nobody help

I had to climbing up out the gutter I had to do that shit myself

I had to cut off all them haters I can do bad by myself

Yodah Benji's that's the name reminding me to get this wealth

A nigga moved up out the hood but everywhere I go I'm repping

Ain't never been no bitch but I'ma keep a big weapon

Big big Smith and Wesson

Big big Smith and Wesson

Nigga run up on me I'll teach a fucc boy a lesson

Stop worrying bout the next nigga

And gone get yo pockets right

If you can't buy it twice Then lil nigga you ain't got it right

Stop flexing for the bitches like you niggas really bout it

Cuz if they catch yo ass without it gun smoke gone leave it cloudy

I had to tighten up my camp can't have no lazy shit around me

I don't fucc with being broke or sitting down up in the county

If you ain't tryna help me win nigga stay the fucc from round me

Cuz I'm tryna kill that shit like it's a mothafuccing bounty

All that hating that you doing is looking bad and you should stop it nigga

Get up ass and hit the field like Tyler Lockett nigga

I don't fucc with twelve but this pack I'm finna cop it

Yodah Benji's that's the mindset bitch I'm all about a profit

Tryna go to war with us is like declaring kamikaze

Caught em in the telly and beat his ass in the lobby

I Ain't talking bout no TV but this ghost here is a Tommy

Yodah hopped up on the beat and beat it up Muhammad Ali

When a nigga hit rock bottom I ain't get nobody help

I had to climbing up out the gutter I had to do that shit myself

I had to cut off all them haters I can do bad by myself

Yodah Benji's that's the name reminding me to get this wealth

A nigga moved up out the hood but everywhere I go I'm repping

Ain't never been no bitch but I'ma keep a big weapon

Big big Smith and Wesson

Big big Smith and Wesson

Nigga run up on me I'll teach a fucc boy a lesson

I'll air this bitch out like I'm a eagles fan

Hit his chest make a nigga never breathe again

Fuck around and find out that's how the story end

Or you can take the safer route is what I recommend

Product of the boot no wonder how I'm so seasoned

Step behind tha team don't have to give us a reason

Always handle business first need black and white for agreements

Opportunist at a high only fuck with you for convenience

Kill Roy on the tracks like the reaper I got that death flow

Married to this game I ain't leaving

Welcome to death row

Third and Honcho moving the shipments we go the best smoke

Overkill the pussy call it it death stroke

Pussy rappers best know I flip the script is game over

All in your stereo the main closer

I'm the King you be the joker

Dismantle all of the fuckery

Lyricist of this time bring army to try and fuck with me huh

Ain't touching me

When a nigga hit rock bottom I ain't get nobody help

I had to climbing up out the gutter I had to do that shit myself

I had to cut off all them haters I can do bad by myself

Yodah Benji's that's the name reminding me to get this wealth

A nigga moved up out the hood but everywhere I go I'm repping

Ain't never been no bitch but I'ma keep a big weapon

Big big Smith and Wesson

Big big Smith and Wesson

Nigga run up on me I'll teach a fucc boy a lesson