AIRHEAD lyrics

[Intro]
(Man, Squills made this beat)
Chyeah, chyeah
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop (Chyeah, chyeah)

[Chorus]
Airhead, Airhead, Airhead, Airhead (Chyeah, chyeah, chyeah, woah)
Airhead, Airhead, Airhead, Airhead (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Airhead, Airhead, Airhead, Airhead (Woah, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, woo)
Airhead, Airhead, Airhead, Airhead (Aye, woo, ahh)

[Verse 1]
Forgiato, it's gon' push up the mileage
Gold [?], it's gon' rip out the eyelids (Wow)
Don't start that jit, that muf*cka slidin'
[?] on the island (Island)
These n*ggas know diamonds they glimin', gleemin'
These n*ggas understand timin', treatment (Timin')
Hundred band jugg in the back of the basement
n*ggas know exactly what I could if I couldn't
These n*ggas know that I could if I couldn't
I started something, they cream like the pudding
Word around town, you gon' try a new option
Well you gotta know, lil' Spike Dee ain't stoppin'
We bustin' the [?], and you catch in the pocket
Me and lil' mama take jit to the tropics
Please don't hit me up, the merch get to droppin'
Hit that muf*cka, 'cause Max gon' pop quick
You know it's gon' pop sh*t
Like a popcorn in the muf*cker basket
That muf*cker [?], got done askin'
But [?], that muf*cka drastic
Pull up and box, click, cash it
These n*ggas know I just play with the passion (Passion)
Pass me the rock, I'ma muf*ckin' blast it (Blast it)
I'm in yo' b*tch, n*gga, yeah, that's the dagger (Dagger)
Taking offense in the muf*ckin' Aston (Zoom)
You n*ggas mad, you can tell they get madder (Madder)
[?], inside it's so terrific (Woo)
The outside of that b*tch got more swag than Mick Jagger (Chyeah)
[Chorus]
Airhead, Airhead, Airhead, Airhead (Chyeah, chyeah, chyeah, woah)
Airhead, Airhead, Airhead, Airhead (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Airhead, Airhead, Airhead, Airhead (Woah, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, woo)
Airhead, Airhead, Airhead, Airhead (Aye, woah, woo, aye)

[Verse 2]
I'm cathcin' my name on the low
Lil' shawty, she know how it go
Pop out on him, had a target for sure
Snatch his lil' chain off his sto'
I'm on a boat, these boys can't locate what I smoke
I smoke that jit's [?]
I swear to the O', I'm stackin' more bread than a loaf
I gotta get money for sho'
[?] in the car with Sabrina
'Cause she just gave me a clean cut
Twenty two, pop that lil' [?]
Yeah, we was f*ckin' the scene up
It's when a young n*gga had a teen crush
She f*ckin' my whole lil' thing up
Too much I had to reup
See ya'
Too late, don't wanna be up (I don't wanna be up)
In town, I had to see ya' (I had to see ya')
[?], the insides is peanut butter and jelly
You n*ggas talk crazy, you scary, yeah
Baby, I don't see what you sayin', my n*ggas, they not for complainin'
I just popped up with a plan, on the other hand, you popped a yellow xan (Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop)
[Chorus]
Airhead, Airhead, Airhead, Airhead (Chyeah, chyeah, chyeah, woah)
Airhead, Airhead, Airhead, Airhead (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Airhead, Airhead, Airhead, Airhead (Woah, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, woo)
Airhead, Airhead, Airhead, Airhead (Aye, woah, aye, aye, aye)