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Young Thug
Air It Out

[Intro: MPA Wicced & Young Thug]
(808 Mafia)
Oh, you a killer now?
(This beat is so so Metro)
When you start toting pistols?
Oh, you a gangster now
Lean that back to the left

[Chorus: MPA Wicced & Young Thug]
(Grraow) Air that shit out (Air)
Air that shit out (Don't make me come over there, uh)
Air that shit out (Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow)
Air that shit out (Pow, pow, pow, pow, blitt)
Air that shit out (Gah, gah, gah, gah, gah, gah)
Air that shit out (Gah, gah, zih, zih, zih, zih)
Yeah, air that shit out, air that shit out (Blitt)
You not what you talk about (Yeah, air that shit out)
Have them killers at your house (Air that shit out)
You know YSL en route (Uh, air that shit out)
Make 'em pull up and hop out (Air that shit out)
Air this shit out (Uh, air that shit out, air that shit out)
Air this shit out (Uh, air that shit out, air that shit out)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Kick her, pull up in the Bentley, I hop out and air your ass out and say, "Sorry," to children (Shee')
Squeezing on innocent bystanders, that's what they get for just chillin' (Shee')
First he was dissin', now that boy missin' (Why?)
Pillow talkin' to these bitches, but when he see me he quiet like detention (Shh, quiet down)
Pussy n***as, I see right through 'em (What?)
Shoot him and his pack like Ewing (Pew, pew, pew)
F&N meet a n***a fluid (Pew, pew, pew)
Now the lil' n***a can't urine (Oh)
Hating on a n***a, I can't do it (Woah)
Meanwhile he hating, YSL getting yay', screaming, "Yay"
When you see 'em, what you doin'? (What you doin'?)
I'ma treat him like Section 8, put his ass in his place (Uh-huh)
I'ma look the n***a in the face
Make him turn Christian like Ma$e
Only say one word and it's "Ayy" (Ayy)
Then I'm gon' rearrange his face
Hit him with three like Reggie Miller
He not 'bout that, Percy Miller
When I catch your ho, I kick her
Room all stuck, no living (You not 'bout this life)
[Chorus: MPA Wicced & Young Thug]
(Grraow) Air that shit out (Air)
Air that shit out (Don't make me come over there, uh)
Air that shit out (Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow)
Air that shit out (Pow, pow, pow, pow, blitt)
Air that shit out (Gah, gah, gah, gah, gah, gah)
Air that shit out (Gah, gah, zih, zih, zih, zih)
Yeah, air that shit out, air that shit out
You not what you talk about (Yeah, air that shit out)
Have them killers at your house (Air that shit out)
You know YSL en route (Uh, air that shit out)
Make 'em pull up and hop out (Air that shit out)
Air this shit out (Uh, air that shit out, air that shit out)
Air this shit out (Uh, air that shit out, air that shit out)

[Verse 2: MPA Wicced]
Air that shit out, air that shit out (Pew, pew, pew)
What the fuck you gon' do when you see Wicced en route?
I got a chopper bigger than Little Bow Wow
Just like Nick with the Cannon, I be wildin' out (Get down, get down)
Van full of killers, ski masks with them gold in the mouth
Kick the door down, shoot the first n***a laying on the couch (Gone)
Send Thugger Thugger in that bitch, "Go strip down the house" (Ayy, Thug, clear 'em out)
Found ten bricks, quarter million laying in the couch (Haha, let's go)
Love when the beef in the air, bring them chopsticks out (I smell that)
Kickin' that gangster role, you know that what you ain't 'bout (You a pussy)
Killers on top of your roof peepin' you out (I see)
I'm from the same area as Ace Boogie (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)
Shots to your face (You not 'bout this life)
[Chorus: MPA Wicced & Young Thug]
(Grraow) Air that shit out (Air)
Air that shit out (Don't make me come over there, uh)
Air that shit out (Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow)
Air that shit out (Pow, pow, pow, pow, blitt)
Air that shit out (Gah, gah, gah, gah, gah, gah)
Air that shit out (Gah, gah, zih, zih, zih, zih)
Yeah, air that shit out, air that shit out (Blitt)
You not what you talk about (Yeah, air that shit out)
Have them killers at your house (Air that shit out)
You know YSL en route (Uh, air that shit out)
Make 'em pull up and hop out (Air that shit out)
Air this shit out (Uh, air that shit out, air that shit out)
Air this shit out (Uh, air that shit out, air that shit out)