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

a celebration bitches
Throw 'em up if you a
Put hands in the air
Wave 'em like you just care
You went from to riches and I get it 'cause you on
like you ain't never had nothin'
Middle fingers in the sky for the
You ain't never really up on my level so don't try to holla
When you see me ridin' out in Vegas,
'Cause I be the bottles because I'll be able
Just at my table
There's nothin' but and nothin' but dollars
at lil momma
She holla, she wanna follow, she wanna swallow, whew
After the
I got plans, she wanna see me
I insta fans when I be me
I'm on in a GT
What? That's
fuck with her for the night
I don't give a fuck you like
I'm up in the club but I'm
Let her know that we are the
We on the pedigree, we are
And you know I'm smokin' and I'm ready
Like I be at the Grammys, the is heavy
And I got the
And I'm off a and she got the panties

up in the air
To the sky, no tellin' what we gon' get on tonight
up in the air
For the realest and bitches that's in here tonight
Damn, these hoes, goin'
They just wanna up
all them bad bitches, they love me
Well, then is on us
And on, been on, help it
Models, and bottles
Were all chillin' my niggas
Models, actresses and

Okay I walk up in the club, I be fresh to
All black, dressed to
Poking out my hip, that's the steel
Niggas snitches so I keep concealed
And .45 got a lotta kickback
When it go
Make a nigga get
in the red dress, make her shit clap
Take her to the back I'm tryna hit that
Lil wanna be a model, ay
Took her to the back, made her
And I bought 20 bottles
The Rosé got me goin' throttle
She know a nigga got a check, check, check
Condos sittin' on my neck, neck,
25 racks sittin' in my right
Some tight jeans, Bibby dress like that

we go, hoes follow
I be with killers and
.40, up them hollows
We gon' clap like
On, on, can't help it
All of these bitches, I 'em
All of my is thugs
And gon' do just what I tell 'em

up in the air
To the sky, ain't no tellin' we gon' get on tonight
up in the air
For the nigga and bitches that's in here tonight
Damn, hoes, they goin'
They wanna turn up
Know all bad bitches, they love me
Well, drinks is on us
And on, on, can't help it
Models, and bottles
Were all chillin' my niggas
Models, and bottles