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B.K.L. - Air It Out (feat. Demon Assassin & CW) Lyrics



B.K.L. - Air It Out (feat. Demon Assassin & CW) Lyrics
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Yeah
C Dubb we gon' have to twist another one after this cuh
Huh, yeah
BKL
Aye, look
Yeah
Young lightskinned and impressive
Nigga got a problem with it then address it
My cheese long and my team strong
Like the cognac in my beverage
Real deep and a large percentage of us
Factors in it so we got the leverage
Shootin' birds out through the mailman
So all the real niggas get the message
Tryna approach sideways, had to set her straight
Pour a four up just to celebrate
No warnings shot, better catch a clue
Have the lil' homies come and demonstrate
Dead silent, pull the snap on 'em
Let it flash on 'em, tell 'em say cheese
Pull up cool with the heater, nigga
And I air it out, no A/C
And that K mean, you act up
You play scenes you an actor
I chase green, get the bag up
Tell 'em"Put the money in the bag cuh"
Catch me laid up with a yellow bone
All blue with some yellow on
You can get touched tryna act tough
Better come correct with a better tone
All this money on me those C notes
Niggas bring the heat but the beat cold
Y'all hella funny, can't touch a youngin
Cause I'm scorin' on 'em like a free throw
I'm just out here coolin' with my people
In the city burnin' up a preroll
Middle of the summer but my teeth froze
Hop up in the foreign then I speed off, like
If you speak on my name we pull up
Air it out
We pull up air it out
If you think this a game we pull up
Air it out
We pull up air it out
Yeah, rep the set yeah I bang the blocc
And I'm 'bout the maxis I ain't came to talk
I ain't never fail to collect a debt
Got a hunnid K on my table top
And I chop it up, bag it up
Send it off then collect the guap
I don't f*ck with niggas makin' deals with feds
Speak on my name Ima set it off
I split swishers, I Crip a lot
Sip liquor when I bent the block
And I air it out like a hotbox
Roll the windows down when I pop shots
Better think twice 'for me you cross a nigga
We don't talk drama we just talk glocks
F*ck with bad bitches, I don't talk to thots
Stack mass riches, still finesse ya' broad
Yeah I'm with the business, what the f*ck you thought
Never leave a witness, can't afford to talk
New money plus old habits equals servin' fiends out the Marriott
No switch up, go in silent
With ya' bitch she got her phone silent
Dip out and forget the bitch
But she remember me like I'm the f*ckin' titans
No peace treaties all my homies violent
In the cut with my Locs vibin
Turnt up with that purple drink
And this weed got me on copilot
I keep a piece in the club
Four fingers deep in my cup
Best believe you don't want a problem
You can ask about C Dubb
If you speak on my name we pull up
Air it out
We pull up air it out
If you think this a game we pull up
Air it out
We pull up air it out
Said they really like to talk talk
Pull up with this chopper
See they singin' like opera
Hit the scene and get it poppin
See I leave 'em with no option
Split their spleen and leave 'em floppin
Leave em leanin, leakin' droppin
Cause we don't do no talking
We walk a hard line in fact we gonna push it
We don't want no drama but we'll leave you in the bushes
They won't find you 'til you're rotten smellin' like ya momma's pussy (Ugh)
I don't wanna be that killer so
Please don't f*ckin' push me
You pussies
Like to talk war
But only in that booth life
You never seen no frontline
Never laced up them boots right
I know they hate me
Cause I hit 'em with the truth like
They couldn't catch no buzz
If they was mainlinin' moonshine
Now let me clear the air some
I'm down to shoot that fair one
Last of a dying breed
I truly am a rare one
But before you beef with me
Better go and grab your prayer rug
Cause I got no f*ckin' problem
Mixin' ya brains up with ya head some
If you speak on my name we pull up
Air it out
We pull up air it out
If you think this a game we pull up
Air it out
We pull up air it out, like
Speak on my name we pull up
Air it out
We pull up air it out
If you think this a game we pull up
Air it out
We pull up air it out
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Yeah
C Dubb we gon' have to twist another one after this cuh
Huh, yeah
BKL
Aye, look
Yeah
Young lightskinned and impressive
Nigga got a problem with it then address it
My cheese long and my team strong
Like the cognac in my beverage
Real deep and a large percentage of us
Factors in it so we got the leverage
Shootin' birds out through the mailman
So all the real niggas get the message
Tryna approach sideways, had to set her straight
Pour a four up just to celebrate
No warnings shot, better catch a clue
Have the lil' homies come and demonstrate
Dead silent, pull the snap on 'em
Let it flash on 'em, tell 'em say cheese
Pull up cool with the heater, nigga
And I air it out, no A/C
And that K mean, you act up
You play scenes you an actor
I chase green, get the bag up
Tell 'em"Put the money in the bag cuh"
Catch me laid up with a yellow bone
All blue with some yellow on
You can get touched tryna act tough
Better come correct with a better tone
All this money on me those C notes
Niggas bring the heat but the beat cold
Y'all hella funny, can't touch a youngin
Cause I'm scorin' on 'em like a free throw
I'm just out here coolin' with my people
In the city burnin' up a preroll
Middle of the summer but my teeth froze
Hop up in the foreign then I speed off, like
If you speak on my name we pull up
Air it out
We pull up air it out
If you think this a game we pull up
Air it out
We pull up air it out
Yeah, rep the set yeah I bang the blocc
And I'm 'bout the maxis I ain't came to talk
I ain't never fail to collect a debt
Got a hunnid K on my table top
And I chop it up, bag it up
Send it off then collect the guap
I don't f*ck with niggas makin' deals with feds
Speak on my name Ima set it off
I split swishers, I Crip a lot
Sip liquor when I bent the block
And I air it out like a hotbox
Roll the windows down when I pop shots
Better think twice 'for me you cross a nigga
We don't talk drama we just talk glocks
F*ck with bad bitches, I don't talk to thots
Stack mass riches, still finesse ya' broad
Yeah I'm with the business, what the f*ck you thought
Never leave a witness, can't afford to talk
New money plus old habits equals servin' fiends out the Marriott
No switch up, go in silent
With ya' bitch she got her phone silent
Dip out and forget the bitch
But she remember me like I'm the f*ckin' titans
No peace treaties all my homies violent
In the cut with my Locs vibin
Turnt up with that purple drink
And this weed got me on copilot
I keep a piece in the club
Four fingers deep in my cup
Best believe you don't want a problem
You can ask about C Dubb
If you speak on my name we pull up
Air it out
We pull up air it out
If you think this a game we pull up
Air it out
We pull up air it out
Said they really like to talk talk
Pull up with this chopper
See they singin' like opera
Hit the scene and get it poppin
See I leave 'em with no option
Split their spleen and leave 'em floppin
Leave em leanin, leakin' droppin
Cause we don't do no talking
We walk a hard line in fact we gonna push it
We don't want no drama but we'll leave you in the bushes
They won't find you 'til you're rotten smellin' like ya momma's pussy (Ugh)
I don't wanna be that killer so
Please don't f*ckin' push me
You pussies
Like to talk war
But only in that booth life
You never seen no frontline
Never laced up them boots right
I know they hate me
Cause I hit 'em with the truth like
They couldn't catch no buzz
If they was mainlinin' moonshine
Now let me clear the air some
I'm down to shoot that fair one
Last of a dying breed
I truly am a rare one
But before you beef with me
Better go and grab your prayer rug
Cause I got no f*ckin' problem
Mixin' ya brains up with ya head some
If you speak on my name we pull up
Air it out
We pull up air it out
If you think this a game we pull up
Air it out
We pull up air it out, like
Speak on my name we pull up
Air it out
We pull up air it out
If you think this a game we pull up
Air it out
We pull up air it out
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Writer: CHARLES WILLIAMS, NA NA
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Performed By: B.K.L.
Language: English
Length: 4:20
Written by: CHARLES WILLIAMS, NA NA
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