Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In the Air, artist - Rico Nasty. Album song Nasty, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.06.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Sugar Trap
Song language: English
In the Air |
So much money in the air, in the air, air |
Roll it up, put one in the air, in the air, air |
Keep the hating shit, over there, over there, there |
So much money in the air, in the air, air |
This shit I think about, you should put me in a crazy house |
I hope that you don’t wait 'til it’s too late |
For you to shut your mouth |
I gotta see it too, believe me I ain’t with the word of mouth |
Tell me who the problem now |
Point 'em out and take 'em down |
I do what I wanna do, you do what you can afford |
Give them some they ask for more |
Jumping out the window thought I heard them people at my door |
Smoking on some very loud pack, like the speakers blown |
Niggas tryna get a set, playing Moneyball |
They ain’t on what we be on |
Every day I see a clone |
I’m the hottest out, you think that I left the oven on |
Smoking strong, money long, talking stupid switch your tone |
Cashing out like fuck a loan |
So much money in the air, in the air, air (in the air) |
Roll it up, put one in the air, in the air, air (in the air) |
Keep the hating shit, over there, over there, there (what?) |
So much money in the air, in the air, air (BlocBoy) |
Roll it up, put one in the air, in the air, air (in the air) |
Keep the hating shit, over there, over there, there (over there) |
So much money in the air, in the air, air (bands!) |
Roll it up, put one in the air, in the air, air (right) |
I got them bands in my pockets (pockets) |
Stacks are so fat they can’t fit in the wallet (wallet) |
Bitch I’m a shooter like I play for the Rockets (Rockets) |
You just a block you must be on a molly (molly) |
B-boy you trippin', you gon' come up missin' |
Handguns got extensions |
We don’t play, bitch this ain’t 2k |
Yo ass can come up missin' (that's on my momma) |
So much hunnids in the air |
My young niggas pocket-watchin' |
When they see you stop and stare |
Servin' niggas for the J’s |
Tryna get these David Pair |
When I pull up to the drop they say that they can’t shop in there |
What do you prefer? |
or a bell? |
(bell!) |
I ain’t talkin' my niggas hit you in your pail (grrrah) |
If you talkin' 'bout some bitches I get ass like a champ |
Lotta money in the air, try to rob me if you dare |
So much money in the air, in the air, air |
Roll it up, put one in the air, in the air, air |
Keep the hating shit, over there, over there, there |
So much money in the air, in the air, air |
Roll it up, put one in the air, in the air, air |
Keep the hating shit, over there, over there, there |
So much money in the air, in the air, air |
Roll it up, put one in the air, in the air, air |