Joey Trap - BLACK AIR FORCE ACTIVITY lyrics

Akachi, he on the beat, it's a murder
CBass, mother fucker oof

Aww yeah, new Black Air Force 1's
We kill beef for fun
Please don't touch my guns haha, yeah,  uh
Had to tell your bitch to throw it back
Ridin' in the fuckin' Cadillac, uh
Got the homies smokin' reefa in the back
Bitch (Joey Trap is daddy) yeah, mm
That bitch call me daddy
I guess she's a baddie
She got cake, no patty, wait, uh (What huh)
Don't make a scene, this ain't a dream
Might make her scream, I don't need lean
I don't need-, gasp Pssh (Oof)

I don't need lean
I drink some NyQuil, bitch, I feel drowsy
I take that proudly
Don't need a team, can't spell it without me
I don't need a team
Can't spell it without me
Ayy ayy, ayy ayy, ayy ayy, pssh, ayy ayy
My watch is expensive
Please don't get defensive
You is unimpressive, my diamonds reflective
If you see the light it might
Just blind you for a second
Yo' shawty showin' all kinds of affection
Bitch she on her knees
Like those guys at confession
Yo' bitch a fiend, I can't stop her obsession
When I was 15, I got caught for possession
I pipe it up, baby, shoutout to PJ
Don't beat my meat
My girl ask for a Threeway
Don't want no smoke
You could get that shit today
But we bring the chopper and
Find out where he stay that must've hurt
Hit a nigga with a nunchuck
Yo' bitch litty at the crib
Gettin' fucked up she wanna shake it
Told her drop it like a dump truck
Dennis the Menace, I'm just a bad kid, huh
Huh
Got a foot fetish, but I'm not average, yuh
Yuh
Suck on the toes when a nigga smashin', uh
Uh
Diamonds is water, a nigga splashin' (O-o)
Ayy, no Ben 10, I got a wrist
It make me Diamondhead
Yo' bitch textin' on my phone
I had to leave her read no cap
I don't wanna talk if it
Ain't 'bout the bread
Yeah, yeah, new Gucci shoes
Still wear black forces
New Tesla X, I don't wanna drive Porches
Do you wanna fuck? All I heard is of course's

Aww yeah, new Black Air Force 1's
We kill beef for fun
Please don't touch my guns haha, yeah, uh
Had to tell your bitch to throw it back
Ridin' in the fuckin' Cadillac, uh
Got the homies smokin' reefa in the back
Bitch (Joey Trap is daddy) yeah, mm
That bitch call me daddy
I guess she's a baddie
She got cake, no patty, wait, uh, uh
Don't make a scene, this ain't a dream
Might make her scream, I don't need lean
I don't need-, uh (I don't drink)