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up in the air
To the sky, ain't no tellin' what we get on tonight
up in the air
For the realest nigga and bitches in here tonight
Damn, these hoes, goin'
just wanna turn up
Know all them bad bitches, love me
Well, then is on us
And on, on, can't help it
Models, and bottles
Were all chillin' with my
Models, and bottles

It's a bitches
Throw 'em up if you a
Put hands in the air
'em like you just don't care
You went from rags to riches and I get it you on
Partyin' like you ain't never had
fingers in the sky for the haters
You ain't never really been up on my so don't try to holla
When you see me out in Vegas, whew
'Cause I be poppin' the bottles because I'll be
Just at my table
There's nothin' but models and nothin' but
Look at lil
She wanna holla, she wanna follow, she swallow, whew
After the
I got insta plans, she see me
I gain insta fans I be me
I'm on in a GT
That's right
I'mma fuck with her for the
I give a fuck what you like
I'm up in the club but I'm
Let her that we are the family
We on the pedigree, we are
And you know I'm smokin' weed and I'm
Like I be at the Grammys, the is heavy
And I got the
And I'm off a Xanny and she got the

up in the air
To the sky, ain't no what we gon' get on tonight
up in the air
For the realest nigga and bitches in here tonight
Damn, these hoes, they
They just wanna up
Know all them bad bitches, they me
Well, drinks is on us
And on, been on, can't it
Models, and bottles
all chillin' with my niggas
Models, actresses and

Okay I up in the club, I be fresh to death
All black, dressed to
Poking out my hip, baby the steel
snitches so I keep that concealed
And that .45 got a kickback
it go click-clack
Make a nigga get
Shawty in the red dress, make her clap
Take her to the 'cause I'm tryna hit that
Lil wanna be a model, ay
Took her to the back, her swallow
And I bought 20 bottles
The Rosé got me full throttle
She a young nigga got a check, check, check
Condos on my neck, neck, neck
25 racks sittin' in my right
Some tight jeans, Bibby dress like that

Wherever we go, hoes
I be killers and robbers
.40, filled up hollows
We gon' like Apollo
On, been on, can't it
All of these bitches, I 'em
All of my niggas is
And they gon' do just what I 'em

up in the air
To the sky, ain't no tellin' what we get on tonight
up in the air
For the realest nigga and that's in here tonight
Damn, these hoes, they
They just wanna up
Know all them bad bitches, they me
Well, drinks is on us
And on, been on, help it
Models, and bottles
Were all chillin' with my
Models, and bottles