AIRHEAD lyrics

[Intro]
(Man, Sqvxlls 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 Dayton, it's gon' rip out the eyelids (Wow)
Don't start that jit, that muf*cka slidin'
Float by, [?] 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 betta know, lil' Spike Dee ain't stoppin'
He bouncin' the beat, and he catchin' the pocket
Me and lil' mama take jet to the tropics
Please don't hit me up, the merch get to droppin'
Hit that muf*cka, come out it's gon pop quick
You know it's gon' pop sh*t
Like a popcorn in the muf*cker basket
That muf*cker bouta untuck, got done askin'
Butterscotch [?], 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 off fast in that 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 catchin' 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 throat
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'
Flew to the club with Sabrina
Crashy just gave me a clean cut
Twenty two, pop that lil' bean-uh
Yeah, we was f*ckin' the scene up
Twelve, 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 ya' (I don't wanna be ya')
In town, I had to see ya' (I had to see ya')
Ready spaghetti, 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 f*ckin playin
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)