Air It Out ft. Therealwoody Lyrics

Yeah, you already know what the fuck goin' on man

D-Block shit, hottest in the fucking county

we steppin' on shit, either side or provide Or Moved Over

Yeah, I'm the type of nigga out and out

Dont be talkin' on social, but when you see me

Quick the watch your mouth

I hit my own stu , I make a song, you know I'm in and out

I'm about to clear it out, too many people watchin

By my house, you know I'm settin' out

All on that D-Block, they don't put me out

I'm about to go in route , I take the bros because I know they down

These niggas play around, but when it's serious

They tryna play around, I'm never goin' down

It's straight up, when the paper run

Don't be talkin' crazy, you know it's woody

I ain't gotta say it, you ain't talkin' money

I think it's best to keep that conversation

We been gettin' money, control the population

I'm tired of waitin', I always been patient

I think I'm about to take it, yeah

I want these niggas do better, but they ain't get no cheddar

Try to hit a million, get out the trenches

You don't gotta be no stepper, you gotta stay clever

And move on point, you better keep your weapon

I'll put a nigga down straight with this pound

If he don't meet my standard, woody

When they call, I answer, know he a rat, we band him

He act tough, tryna put on fronts

We probably just gon' blame him, do it different

Brody won't pour out, we put him in a Fanta

These niggas gang, they switchin' up, they should be in Atlanta

Freedom boys, they feet up on the hill

But you know it's fucked Gander

Perky, erky, keep me activated, that's why I got the stamina

Oh, he a lick, I call the zzz

They probably just gon' jam me, give it up

You ain't one of us, I hope you understand me

Fuck how I live, I'm tellin' you now, I'm tryna do it different

Can't compete, they tryna catch up

I'm really on a mission, I don't know why you dissin

I'm tryna creep, and when niggas sleep, they better pay attention

We ain't have gifts, what's missin' out

Damn Near every Christmas

You should've listened, and now it's broke

And you cannot fix it, you ain't know the story

But all along, it was already written

What's meant for you ain't meant for me, and I just hope you get it

I'm swervin' lanes, doin' different speeds

Goin' past the limit, goin' past the limit

I'm swervin' lanes, doin' different speeds

I'm goin' past the limit, woody

Yeah, D-Box shit, nigga

You know it's woody, bitch

You know it's D-Block shit

Yeah, you know it's Wood Gang shit

Yeah, I'm on a whole lot of three shit