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Summrs

Air It Out

 

Air It Out

(album: Better Left Alone - 2019)


[Intro:]
Oh my God, it's Cash Bently

[Summrs:]
We gon' air it out
Air it out
We gon' air it out, blatt
Air it out
We gon' air it out
Pick me out
We gon' air it out
Gotta watch me now
We gon' air it out

Put it out, put the blunt out
I'm smoking girl scout
Smoking on that real loud
Niggas running they mouth
I just copped a Moncler
His diamonds come from Claire's
You don't wanna go there
Yeezy's I copped both pairs
Bad bitch she got no hair
Counting guap it ain't fair
I'm fucking up the air
My diamonds got no glare
Remember when they did stare
Remember we ain't have stairs
Now my house a big ass mansion
Know I'm rocking everything that's fancy
Two Glocks on me, Tom Clancy
Colorful rocks like cotton candy
Keep the tool like Handy Mandy
Eating good everything's dandy
Making hits I need a damn grammy
Money older than your damn granny
Smoking cookie right out the damn pantry
Tool on me keep the damn Stanley
Two times and I'm still standing
Beating that shit till she say she cramping
Carving the wood like I'm fucking camping
Don't fuck with school had to leave the campus
All of my niggas some fucking bandits
Ice on me need a fucking blanket
I just copped some Rafs with the Helmut
I'm just hoping that I fucking make it
I'm just hoping that she fucking shake it
I'm fucking this hoe but she ain't naked
I'm eating lobster for breakfast

We gon' air it out (air this bitch out)
We gon' air it out, blatt
Air it out, air it out (air this bitch out)
We gon' air it out (air this bitch out)
Air it out, air it out (air this bitch out)
Going out (air this bitch out)
Niggas going out sad (air this bitch out)
I can't go out sad (air this bitch out)

Air this bitch out
Air this bitch out
Air this bitch out
Air this bitch out
Air this bitch out
Air this bitch out
Air this bitch out
Air this bitch out
Air this bitch out

[Ronsocold:]
Kicking shit like a punt
Smoking on this Runtz
Smoke him yeah like a blunt
Pull up, hop out, two Glocks, air it out
I don't need no friends, I need M's
Pull up in that Benz
Pull up on your bitch
Scoop her and her friends
I'm off these percs, I just got a itch
I'm in Saks why your boy rocking that thrift
My money tall, your shit be midget
On your block, air it out, nigga let's get it
And these niggas they cap they lying
They ain't really with it
We gon' air it out
We gon' air it out
We gon' air it out

[Outro:]
Oh my God, it's Cash Bently

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