Robb Bank$ - BLACK AIR FORCES (OK DEN) lyrics
[Robb Bank$ - BLACK AIR FORCES OK DEN lyrics]
Muah, phew catch it, I love you
Say you all about a check, uh, ok then
Say you riding bout your set, uh, ok then
You tryna leave blood where
Ever they at, uhh, ok then
You probably gon' fuck on dawg BM
Huh? ok then
They call me Basquiat, I paint your face
Oh yeah (Woo, woo)
Real dog nigga, Georgetown, oh yeah, yeah
(Woo, woo)
They fucked up bout me nigga, most def
(Woo, woo)
I might go suit and tie up on 'em bae
Most def (Woo, woo)
Yeah, yeah, sauce him
Sauce, sauce, sauce, sauce, sauce him up
Sauce him, sauce, sauce, yeah, yeah
Sauce him up, sauce him
Sauce, sauce, yeah, yeah sauce him up
Sauce him, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah sauce him up
Say you servin' bout a brick, uh, ok then
Say you stacked up all your chips, uh
Ok then
Say you thugging and you lit, huh? ok then
Oh you done ran it up again, huh? ok then
Got a Lam around his wrist (Ok then)
That lil' nigga got a house 'round his wrist
Ah (Ok then)
Oh that nigga got a bird on his neck, yea
(Ok then) and he paid, boy that nigga
Gotta be SSETT, huh, ok then
Riding in a 'Vette, 'Vette
'Vette, 'Vette, 'Vette, 'Vette
Riding in a 'Vette, 'Vette
'Vette, 'Vette, 'Vette, 'Vette
Baby make it wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet
Baby got it wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet
Yeah, let me tell you a lil' sum
Let me whisper in your ear
I'm drinking syrup, like Beanie Sigel
I can feel it in the air
I can fuck you from the side
I can pull up on your hair
And I can take the rubber off, roll
The dice and hit it bare, uh
Say you all about a check, uh, ok then
Say you riding bout your set, uh, ok then
You tryna leave blood where
Ever they at, uhh, ok then
You probably gon' fuck on dawg BM
Huh? ok then
They call me Basquiat, I paint your face
Oh yeah (Woo, woo)
Real dog nigga, Georgetown, oh yeah, yeah
(Woo, woo)
They fucked up bout me nigga, most def
(Woo, woo)
I might go suit and tie up on 'em bae
Most def (Woo, woo)
Woo, woo woo, woo woo, woo woo, woo
Woo, woo
Say you all about a check, uh, ok then
Say you riding bout your set, uh, ok then
You tryna leave blood where
Ever they at, uhh, ok then
You probably gon' fuck on dawg BM
Huh? ok then
They call me Basquiat, I paint your face
Oh yeah (Woo, woo)
Real dog nigga, Georgetown, oh yeah, yeah
(Woo, woo)
They fucked up bout me nigga, most def
(Woo, woo)
I might go suit and tie up on 'em bae
Most def (Woo, woo)
Yeah, yeah, sauce him
Sauce, sauce, sauce, sauce, sauce him up
Sauce him, sauce, sauce, yeah, yeah
Sauce him up, sauce him
Sauce, sauce, yeah, yeah sauce him up
Sauce him, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah sauce him up
Say you servin' bout a brick, uh, ok then
Say you stacked up all your chips, uh
Ok then
Say you thugging and you lit, huh? ok then
Oh you done ran it up again, huh? ok then
Got a Lam around his wrist (Ok then)
That lil' nigga got a house 'round his wrist
Ah (Ok then)
Oh that nigga got a bird on his neck, yea
(Ok then) and he paid, boy that nigga
Gotta be SSETT, huh, ok then
Riding in a 'Vette, 'Vette
'Vette, 'Vette, 'Vette, 'Vette
Riding in a 'Vette, 'Vette
'Vette, 'Vette, 'Vette, 'Vette
Baby make it wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet
Baby got it wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet
Yeah, let me tell you a lil' sum
Let me whisper in your ear
I'm drinking syrup, like Beanie Sigel
I can feel it in the air
I can fuck you from the side
I can pull up on your hair
And I can take the rubber off, roll
The dice and hit it bare, uh
Say you all about a check, uh, ok then
Say you riding bout your set, uh, ok then
You tryna leave blood where
Ever they at, uhh, ok then
You probably gon' fuck on dawg BM
Huh? ok then
They call me Basquiat, I paint your face
Oh yeah (Woo, woo)
Real dog nigga, Georgetown, oh yeah, yeah
(Woo, woo)
They fucked up bout me nigga, most def
(Woo, woo)
I might go suit and tie up on 'em bae
Most def (Woo, woo)
Woo, woo woo, woo woo, woo woo, woo
Woo, woo