Death In The Air lyrics

[Intro]
Go
Death in the air (This sh*t gon' be crazy, Jacc)
b*tch (What up?)
Za
Aight, aight

[Verse 1]
Where the f*ck is you going? We chase sh*t
Just like a pencil, my n*gga erase sh*t
One opp blew, starting to feel like I’m racist
Got hit with a Drac', now the n*gga a patient (Damn)
Run up this money, ain't sit back waitin’
Rumors on my name, but I know they hatin'
No, I ain't snitch and I ain't gay, b*tch
f*ck my opps, they know we bake sh*t
Free the guys that's fighting cases, but f*ck the system, we know y'all racist
Don't shoot out cars, we walk down, face sh*t
Hawk can't slide ’cause he got a face lift
f*cking this b*tch from the back, I’m dogging her ass, she told me she can't take it
Keep my mask just like I’m Jason
Poppin' Percs 'causе X can't take it

[Bridge]
Mm, mm-mm, mm (Ayy)
Death in the air (b*tch)
Lеt the beat talk to y’all ass (Dumbass)
You know how the f*ck we rocking, man
Gang sh*t, b*tch, I see red
[Verse 2]
Look
The opps put up, but we slide
He got hit with a switch, he deep fried
Wearing Amiri, I used to rock Levis
Been in the streets since I was like knee high
Dissed on gang, that's weak how he died
All the hoes want me, say I'm fine and be fly
Don't ask me how the f*ck did he die
We get that lo', suit up and we slide
Your n*gga he broke, you know he the cheap kind
Block be bussin', we got a D-line
Block them in then shoot from East side
All fortys and Dracs, you know how we ride
I'm from the 9, b*tch, that's the East side
See my dog, if I call then he ride
We just scored, they said the heat arrived
Little bro Curry, shoot from deep now
Used to be broke, that sh*t not me now
He tripping about a b*tch, that sh*t not P now
Can't love no b*tch, plenty fish in the sea now
Call up foenem, meet me in the beehive
All out on the block, push it up, b*tch, we live

[Outro]
You know it (You know how we rock)
Boy, your dumbass on this block, we gon' kill you, n*gga (Better ask about the last n*gga, the last n*gga)
(The last n*gga, the last n*gga, the f*cking last n*gga)
(On my own grave, these n*ggas ain't on sh*t, man)
(Find out now, you gon' get your ass brrt, brrt, brrt, all that, b*tch)