Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere
I'm fresher than will smith walking through bel air.
I don't even breathe the same air
I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there
Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop
Until all the air bubbles have popped.
To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air
Please, just peep the crystal method where
They're tryin to say that i don't care
Everyday we live and breathe the air
Got our middle fingers in the air,
Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair
Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air
It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire
Floating in the quietness, fortifying my alliances, lost in the air,
With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there
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