TH3 - Air Force 1 Lyrics

Stripper throwing ones like the Air Force
We go to $leez crib we riding through the Airport
She on her knees so I had to tie her hair for her
Kickin' OGE I'll never tell I'll go to jail for it
She told me when I met her she was ready
Rockin' forces all black, mask and a machete
Pull-Up to yo crib and we got' wet it
We gon' run-up in yo shit and hit yo daddy
Thrasher on the hoodie cause I skate (F*ck It)
Pull-Up on yo ass in Bathing Ape (Buggin')
2017 a nigga had the shades (It's Nothing)
I'm OGE when I get home I burn the sage (F*ck It)
Ghost up in the hoodie, I got Chop to the right
Pull-Up with some lean, I do not want no lil sprite
I just put it on the Milly Rock, I'm feelin' alright
Know yo hoe just wanna stay with me, no spending the night
Yo slow your roll bro
Don't play no game with me that shit a no-no
Hit it from the back and hold her waist, I need a GoPro
Shawty want the video to play that shit in slo-mo
Play it back then come and get yo lady back
I want Mercedes CLA, you know they Maybach
Edibles like Katie back
OGE don't Play with that
I might pull-up and take his bitch and give his bitch the latest bag
Stop in your tracks before we wack you
Applauding to these niggas with this 40, we gon' clap you
You used to be the bro now I can't dap you
Flodgin' ass nigga, you a bitch and I might wack you
I might pull-up with that Glicky that's my Glock Glock
Dancing for the gram, shawty wildn' doing Mop Mop
P.B. Haze, we gon' pull-up make it pop pop
Make em' drop, drop, drop
Stripper throwing ones like the Air Force
We go to $leez crib we riding through the Airport
She on her knees so I had to tie her hair for her
Kickin' OGE I'll never tell I'll go to jail for it
She told me when I met her she was ready
Rockin' forces all black, mask and a machete
Pull-Up to yo crib and we got' wet it
We gon' run-up in yo shit and hit yo daddy