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Sam Easton - Air It Out Lyrics



Sam Easton - Air It Out Lyrics




Tracking my whereabouts
My nigga tf is talking about
Yeah im on the move
Chasing the loot
I cannot worry about
If we cant cool thats all on you
I gottta air it outt
Bringing the gang w me
Yeah I'm going hold it down
They rile me up
Sizing me up
I cannot get back the time that i give
I cannot entertain wanna be friends
Got me some bitches that i had to clip
Asking my business and put they 2 cents

Chosen
Hittas on hittas watching the money come pouring in
Make ya bitch better decking her out in some nobis
Yeah yeah
Juanburrghini on smash yeah
Down and broke aint loosing hope
Let em niggas know its our last year
On the road going show to show
I hit the woah on the cashier
Telling me what i ready know Im big sam on campus
Walking in on foreign stores
My money blown in fashion
Niggas hating from out the door
And I Can't stress those in the past tense

Tracking my whereabouts
My nigga tf is talking about
Yeah im on the move
Chasing the loot
I cannot worry about
If we cant cool thats all on you
I gottta air it out
Bringing the gang w me
Yeah im going hold it down
They rile me up
Sizing me up
I cannot get back the time that i give
I cannot entertain wanna be friends
Got me some bitches that i had to clip
Asking my business and put they 2 cents

Ima sip that cup up till a nigga feeling dangerous
Gotta shut the f*ck up you don't know how hard my anger hit
You dont want that one up ya bitch calling me her favorite
I don't f*ck w suckas those the type to be escaping shit
Different typa lover if I told you what my maiden is
Ion give her the details
You won't ever see me shit where I sleep at
Spitting hittas after hittas where I sleep at
Put it in her so i tell her push the seat back

Tracking my whereabouts
My nigga tf is talking about
Yeah im on the move
Chasing the loot
I cannot worry about
If we cant cool thats all on you
I gottta air it out
Bringing the gang w me
Yeah im going hold it down
They rile me up
Sizing me up
I cannot get back the time that i give
I cannot entertain wanna be friends
Got me some bitches that i had to clip
Asking my business and put they 2 cents
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Tracking my whereabouts
My nigga tf is talking about
Yeah im on the move
Chasing the loot
I cannot worry about
If we cant cool thats all on you
I gottta air it outt
Bringing the gang w me
Yeah I'm going hold it down
They rile me up
Sizing me up
I cannot get back the time that i give
I cannot entertain wanna be friends
Got me some bitches that i had to clip
Asking my business and put they 2 cents

Chosen
Hittas on hittas watching the money come pouring in
Make ya bitch better decking her out in some nobis
Yeah yeah
Juanburrghini on smash yeah
Down and broke aint loosing hope
Let em niggas know its our last year
On the road going show to show
I hit the woah on the cashier
Telling me what i ready know Im big sam on campus
Walking in on foreign stores
My money blown in fashion
Niggas hating from out the door
And I Can't stress those in the past tense

Tracking my whereabouts
My nigga tf is talking about
Yeah im on the move
Chasing the loot
I cannot worry about
If we cant cool thats all on you
I gottta air it out
Bringing the gang w me
Yeah im going hold it down
They rile me up
Sizing me up
I cannot get back the time that i give
I cannot entertain wanna be friends
Got me some bitches that i had to clip
Asking my business and put they 2 cents

Ima sip that cup up till a nigga feeling dangerous
Gotta shut the f*ck up you don't know how hard my anger hit
You dont want that one up ya bitch calling me her favorite
I don't f*ck w suckas those the type to be escaping shit
Different typa lover if I told you what my maiden is
Ion give her the details
You won't ever see me shit where I sleep at
Spitting hittas after hittas where I sleep at
Put it in her so i tell her push the seat back

Tracking my whereabouts
My nigga tf is talking about
Yeah im on the move
Chasing the loot
I cannot worry about
If we cant cool thats all on you
I gottta air it out
Bringing the gang w me
Yeah im going hold it down
They rile me up
Sizing me up
I cannot get back the time that i give
I cannot entertain wanna be friends
Got me some bitches that i had to clip
Asking my business and put they 2 cents
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Writer: Lauren Martinez
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Performed By: Sam Easton
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Lauren Martinez

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