This is a song about "Love in the air"

Titties, ass, hands in the air, it's a party over here

Ohh baby i love the way you make a nigga feel

It’s not fair, the ones with the good hair

Multiple middle fingers in the air

But now it's more declare

With that weed in the air

Put your hands in the air, bank clerk... work!!!

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

Two in the air for the people who aint scared of heights

I'm fantasizing in my mind bout how your body feel

Titties, ass, hands in the air, it's a party over here

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

Titty, ass, hands in the air, it's a party over here

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

The smell of blood in the air haunted me,