21 Savage - Air It Out paroles de (lyrics)

Zaytoven 21 Savage

Pull up and air it out (out)
Pull up and air it out (Air that shit out)
Pull up and air it out (21)
Pull up and air it out (out)
Pull up and air it out (pew pew)
Pull up and air it out (pew pew pew pew)
Pull up and air it out (Grr)
Pull up and air it out (Grrrrrra)
Got that 30 on me now (now)
Got that 30 on me now (a what?)
Pull up and air it out (a out)
Pull up and air it out (Air that shit out)
I got the stick on me now (21)
I got the stick on me now (21)
Pull up and air shit out (pew pew)
I pull up and air shit out (pew pew pew pew)

I pull up and air shit out (I do)
I pull up and dick your ho down (I do)
Young Savage, bitch, I got pounds
(got pounds)
Young Savage, bitch, I got rounds
(got rounds)
Pull up and shoot up your town (your town)
Pew, pew (Grrrt, bah) pew pew (Bah) pew
(Bop-bop-bop-bop) frtttttt, fah (Grah, bop)

Slaughter Gang, bitch, we go brazy (go brazy)
PDE, bitch, they go brazy (go brazy)
Drinkin' on lean got me lazy
Glock 40, no 380's
I'm cookin' up dope in this town
You need a new pistol it jammed
I don't fuck around with the Xans
I'm dripping, lil' bitch, I don't dab
Your bitch a lil' freak, ouch (ouch)
I fuck her one time, bounce (Ha ha, ha, ha)
Still got the choppa 'round
My motherfucking shoulder (Bitch)
Still that same nigga
I just got a little older (Bitch)

Pull up and air it out (out)
Pull up and air it out (Air that shit out)
Pull up and air it out (21)
Pull up and air it out (out)
Pull up and air it out (pew pew)
Pull up and air it out (pew pew pew pew)
Pull up and air it out (Grr)
Pull up and air it out (Grrrrrra)
Got that 30 on me now (now)
Got that 30 on me now (a what?)
Pull up and air it out (a out)
Pull up and air it out (Air that shit out)
I got the stick on me now (21)
I got the stick on me now (21)
Pull up and air shit out (pew pew)
I pull up and air shit out (pew pew pew pew)

I got the stick on me now
Pull up and air that bitch out
Glock 17 on me now
Young nigga shoot up your house
What that shit you talkin' 'bout?
Look how that 30 hang out
Walk through the motherfucking crowd
Pussy nigga, shut your mouth
All of my young niggas killas
PDE, nigga, drug dealers
Nah, we don't fuck with you niggas
Get your ass slaughtered, lil' nigga
I keep them 5th's on my pistols
I keep a hold on my stick
When that bitch click, I don't miss
One to the head and I hit
Bitch land straight in your temple
I told you, "Don't fuck wit' me, nigga"
Shawty be popping them niggas
Shawty be dropping them niggas
Now they called cops on a nigga
'Cause they couldn't stop a lil' nigga
Right at the bottom, lil' nigga
PDE, Slaughter Gang, nigga

Pull up and air it out (out)
Pull up and air it out (Air that shit out)
Pull up and air it out (21)
Pull up and air it out (out)
Pull up and air it out (pew pew)
Pull up and air it out (pew pew pew pew)
Pull up and air it out (Grr)
Pull up and air it out (Grrrrrra)
Got that 30 on me now (now)
Got that 30 on me now (a what?)
Pull up and air it out (a out)
Pull up and air it out (Air that shit out)
I got the stick on me now (21)
I got the stick on me now (21)
Pull up and air shit out (pew pew)
I pull up and air shit out (pew pew pew pew)