Rittz - Walking On Air lyrics

[Rittz - Walking On Air lyrics]

Here I come, fresh off tour
I bet I piss off more
Motherfuckers that thought I quit and
I was just done for
But they was misinformed
'cause I would just get warm
I'm back again to crack a thicker
Pack of sense in sword
I slid my tip in these pussies I'm 'bout
To stick in the rest of it
Started raping the rap game I
Was sick of molestin' it
Give me Crown and some Pepsi
A zanny bar and Mescaline
Have an Adderall dissolvin' on my
Tongue like a peppermint, shit
What you still on the fence?
You still not convinced? I'm next
What you feel like I'm too
Real for the trend?
Don't resent me when you see me
With the tints on the Benz
You gotta sit on the bench, you
Smellin' sin and some scents, you jealous?
I ain't stoppin' 'til I'm hot as Adele is
And you can try to derail us
We change the jealousy just try to compel us
We relish any Clintel, this a mafia
Wanna challenge us?
We'll put you in the ground with ya elders
I feel like this is gonna be my year
Tension in the room when I appear
Other rappers they just don't compare
I think I got 'em scared
They hear me and it's clear
That I'm killin' it and
Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air)
Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air)
Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air)
Haters like
"He's on top not fair" ya uh yeah
And I still rock it fresh out here
Chain hangin' like a chandelier
Walk in everybody stare
Maybe 'cause my hair, but I don't really care
'Cause, I'm killin' it and
Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air)
Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air)
Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air)
Haters like, "He's on top not fair"

I wear my Algierz tee, future famous is on
And for the hired I'm up in the Super 8
'til it's super late to an 8 ball
Ain't chasin' but do it straight
Find about a lot of rappers duplicate
What I do but can't you should take notes
In the booth it's cake it's nothin'
Study me and watch as I illuminate
Cockroaches, I got no choice
I gotta fumigate accumulatin' dollars daily
How much money you done made-
Off rappin'? They got the nerve
To call me ugly, i'm offended
I'm a pimp and I could probably
Fuck ya girlfriend now dog
Poke her like a cattle prod
Fuck her standin' up
Inside the bathroom got her grippin'
On the towel bar, mouth wide
Do it for the money shot
What the fuck is up with guys?
Writin' comments below my pictures and shit
On Facebook
Need to leave that to the bitches and chicks
And see 'cause why you busy dissin'
Me I been gettin' rich
I feel like this is gonna be my year
Tension in the room when I appear
Other rappers they just don't compare
I think I got 'em scared
They hear me and it's clear
That I'm killin' it and
Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air)
Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air)
Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air)
Haters like
"He's on top not fair" ya uh yeah
And I still rock it fresh out here
Chain hangin' like a chandelier
Walk in everybody stare
Maybe 'cause my hair, but I don't really care
'Cause, I'm killin' it and
Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air)
Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air)
Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air)
Haters like, "He's on top not fair"

He drink a ginger ale, Jim
Beam and Canada Dry, damn it if I
Ain't considered number one and I'mma
Lease this in a revive
Benign or somethin', 'cause I been runnin'
Circles around a rapper soundin'
Like it's amateur night
Screamin' like Janet and Mike on the mic
I'm champion-like i'm probably in ya city at
The Hampton Inn high
'Dirty Diana' who I met at the
Show and she blowin' me
While I'm fumin' and actin' camera shy
And I been rappin' from Atlanta to Chi-town
To Boulder
Colorado from Seattle down to Albuquerque
Where they found me lurkin' with
A ounce of purple
With some Diamond Turf Nikes
And a Falcons jersey
Down in Bourbon Street drinkin', showin' out
Ya heard me?
Throwing beads at bitches, dirty rice
And Étouffée we takin' over smellin' roses
It's a fresh bouqet
You still with that douche bag?
Ain't nothin' left to say
I feel like this is gonna be my year
Tension in the room when I appear
Other rappers they just don't compare
I think I got 'em scared
They hear me and it's clear
That I'm killin' it and
Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air)
Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air)
Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air)
Haters like
"He's on top not fair" ya uh yeah
And I still rock it fresh out here
Chain hangin' like a chandelier
Walk in everybody stare
Maybe 'cause my hair, but I don't really care
'Cause, I'm killin' it and
Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air)
Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air)
Feelin' like I'm walkin' on air (air)
Haters like, "He's on top not fair"

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