Air (feat. Murda Beatz) - BamBam

They know I'ma ride with you Pull up on the avenue in something hardly average Hope I got no problems with you 'Cause I know how to bag mine like Ralphs at the fast line 70 for a verse, bought a purse and a feature Shawty said she love my long hair, look like Jesus I blow through the hundred pack with you baby I still run through a hundred pack with you baby I run through a hundred pack with you baby I run through a hundred pack with you baby You never stunted 'til you met a nigga like me Don't you disagree, I gave you everything you need I run through a hundred pack with you baby, baby, oh Keep it nine, keep it 99 degrees, keep it a hundred I don't want a bitch, want a bitch until she hit a hundred We get bitches by the dozen, we get bitches by the dozen That's my breezy, breezy, breezy, that's my buzzin' Threw the racks for the chains and the watch came flooded I still run through a hundred pack with you baby I run through a hundred pack with you baby I run through a hundred pack with you baby You never stunted 'til you met a nigga like me Don't you disagree, I gave you everything you need, baby (Lil Boat) I made you look better than you was Run up a stack thicker than some bloods Took you straight out the hood, took you out the mud Just because You a young hustler, I love how you get it Go get it, you'll watch how I flip it You see how I did it, but that's history You get a million dollar kiss from me You're a diamond, every other bad bitch in this world Is more just like a six to me So come and be rich with me, ride on a six with me I run through a hundred pack with you Just to let you know that I'm with you I still run through a hundred pack with you baby I run through a hundred pack with you baby I run through a hundred pack with you baby Keep it nine, keep it 99 degrees, keep it a hundred I run through a hundred pack with you baby You never stunted 'til you met a nigga like me Don't you disagree, I gave you everything you need

Ay (homicide, ay, bow) If you fuck with Murda, it's a homicide (I'm in the booth, bow, all the way in, bow) If you fuck with Melly, it's a homicide (bow, bow) Fuck, get away with murder, on the homicide (now I'm on the beat with Murda, bow, bow) (Murda on the beat so it's not nice) It's a red dot in your window When you go to sleep on extendo A nigga softer than a fuckin' pillow Bout a Tempur-Pedic, that's super soft Bih wanna eat on the dick, huh (yeah) Bih wanna go hit a split, huh (split) Cone and sundae, fuck that banana split (yeah) Hop out the coupe with the Glizzy, huh (Glizzy) Melly gon' fuck on your bitch, huh (your bitch) No, I ain't rockin' Givenchy, huh (no) Switched that shit to Saint Laurent No, ain't no bompetition, huh ('tition) She eat up the dick, it's delicious, huh (delicious) Whippin' the white in the kitchen, huh (the kitchen) Ain't no reminiscin' (no) Okay, yeah, there my degree I'm bloodin' and yes I got my degree (slatt) That mean I got knowledge on niggas who killin', and really got bodies, and 'bout all that violence, lil' bitch (slatt, lil' bitch) Okay pop that bottle, lil' bitch (lil' bitch) Go pop you a molly, lil' bitch (lil' hoe) You say that you with it, I hope that you with it, I hope that you got it lil' bitch (uh-uh) Okay, yeah, you got it, lil' bitch, huh (lil' bitch) I see it, I spot it, lil' bitch, huh (lil' bitch) I'm all in the troop with the stick, huh (the stick) Melly koala, lil' bitch (lil' bitch) Uh, up, swallowed the bitch like a demon or somethin' You know what it is (mhm), and she swallowin' all of my semen, or somethin' (yeah) I think that her throat finna have my kids (my kids) It's a red dot in your window When you go to sleep on extendo A nigga softer than a fuckin' pillow Bout a Tempur-Pedic, that's super soft Bih wanna eat on the dick, huh (yeah) Bih wanna go hit a split, huh (split) Cone and sundae, fuck that banana split (yeah) Hop out the coupe with the Glizzy, huh (Glizzy) Melly gon' fuck on your bitch, huh (your bitch) No, I ain't rockin' Givenchy, huh (no) Switched that shit to Saint Laurent No, ain't no bompetition, huh ('tition) She eat up the dick, it's delicious, huh (delicious) Whippin' the white in the kitchen, huh (the kitchen) Ain't no reminiscin' Girl you fuck with Murda, it's a homicide If you fuck with Murda, it's a homicide Murda on the beat, is a homicide Murda on the beat, ain't no suicide I'ma keep speakin' the fact Niggas be tryna compete with the net Crushin' my arm when I pop me a set Murda on the beat, don't get murdered for that Melly beat his case, I'ma send him a jet I had to rob to get out of debt You know what my killers'll do for the check (for the check) I seen him shoot and I'm not too impressed Now who involved today? The niggas one call away Get head in my car today Put diamonds on Cartier I really do what I wanna Wrap this-that before the summer It ain't paranoia, I'm really wanted Niggas, hoes, call it what you call it Murda on the beat (Murda on the beat) Draco in the front (Draco in the front) That's a murda on the seat (murda on the seat) Call it what you want (call it what you want) Correct me when I'm wrong (correct me when I'm wrong) Foe and 'em dead and gone (foe and 'em dead and gone) No indictments on the song (no indictments on the song) Foe and 'em did 'em wrong (foe and 'em did 'em wrong) Yeah, yeah It's a red dot in your window When you go to sleep on extendo A nigga softer than a fuckin' pillow Bout a Tempur-Pedic, that's super, huh (super soft) Bih wanna eat on the dick, huh (yeah) Bih wanna go hit a split, huh (a split) Cone and sundae, fuck that banana split (yes) Hop out the coupe with the Glizzy, huh (Glizzy) Melly gon' fuck on your bitch, huh (your bitch) No, I ain't rockin' Givenchy, huh (no) Switched that shit to Saint Laurent No, ain't no bompetition, huh ('tition) She eat up the dick, it's delicious, huh (delicious) Whippin' the white in the kitchen, huh (the kitchen) Ain't no reminiscin' Ain't no reminiscin' Ain't no bompetition, yeah YNW Melly And this is only the beginning, baby You fuck with Murda it's a homicide, straight up

See, I got a bad bitch, she got a habit I'm 'bout hit it, jump out the whip-whip, shit gon' be tragic How you gon' fall, nigga, nigga, hold that Bro jumpin' out, uh, uh, uh, uh Why they droppin' like "Uh, uh, uh, uh" (M-M-Murda) Walkin' up like "Uh, uh, uh, uh" I been on you You can't tell me that shit don't lead nowhere Come around, bitch, don't show no love Like look what I did, uh Wanna come to my crib, uh Probably swallow my kids, uh She done let me crack one and get me neck on the front of my bed, uh I been on you You can't tell me that shit don't lead nowhere Come around, bitch, don't show no love Like look what I did, uh Wanna come to my crib, uh Probably swallow my kids, uh She done let me crack one and get me neck on the front of my bed, uh "Let me have your baby," ayy Spin around, got you catering Let me be your Superman Flyin' through, lookin' like new Sudan Or you can just Uber me Comin' by lookin' like Scuba Steve Jump in that water like bitch have that wet or she lookin' at losin' me Ride with a nigga like me and Murda Nigga that I never seen or heard of Tryna tell me shit that ain't 'bout no cash What? A nigga want beef with Murda Like I really want hunnids on top of my fifties Baby, like suck on my titties Better not touch my cup Nigga bitch, go out, can you give me my shit, please I been on you You can't tell me that shit don't lead nowhere Come around, bitch, don't show no love Like look what I did, uh Wanna come to my crib, uh Probably swallow my kids, uh She done let me crack one and get me neck on the front of my bed, uh I been on you You can't tell me that shit don't lead nowhere Come around, bitch, don't show no love Like look what I did, uh Wanna come to my crib, uh Probably swallow my kids, uh She done let me crack one and get me neck on the front of my bed, uh

Ooh Right now sound Dolla $ign Murda on the beat, so it's not nice Suicide Ghost with the chrome on top In the rich neighborhood with the doors unlocked Never switched sides when I made it on top Thought you had it for a minute, but it's over now Seen her movin', she be doin' too much for me, yeah She kept doin, doin', doin' too much for me, yeah Comin' outside with the Benz outside ('side) Money makin' moves, yeah, I been alright ('right) What I got to lose, is it black or white? Had to do it for the city, you know that part Two hoes in a Focus, shit, we drink 'til we fall out Moët and more patience, more rain, we gon' ball out Hit up J on a K, on a chain pristine Ain't no way, they gon' put me on timeout (skrrt) Here to stay for this life, I won't change I got whips, I got angels on my hood when I ride out Suicide Ghost with the chrome on top In the rich neighborhood with the doors unlocked (locked) Never switched sides when I made it on top Thought you had it for a minute, but it's over now Seen her movin', she be doin' too much for me, yeah She kept doin, doin', doin' too much for me, yeah She got pretty brown skin like Keisha in Belly, oh Girl, I can turn you on if you let me Girl, I can turn you on if you ready How you smilin' at the phone when you text me I just wanna hear you moan, 'cause you sexy, yeah Murder on my mind like I'm Melly All this weight up on my shoulders gettin' heavy She only wanna chill when it's dark outside We got weed and liquor, it's just me and the guys I told her, "You and all your friends, you can slide" Everybody 'round me blessed, it's a vibe In a two-seater, I'm caressing her thighs Right now a man ain't the fit for her pride Suicide Ghost with the chrome on top In the rich neighborhood with the doors unlocked (locked) Never switched sides when I made it on top Thought you had it for a minute, but it's over now Seen her movin', she be doin' too much for me, yeah She kept doin, doin', doin' too much for me, yeah

It's sour, then it's sweet (oh-oh, oh-oh) Sometimes, I could be more than what you see (oh-oh, oh-oh) 순진한 표정, 무해한 얼굴 뒤엔 욕망 가득한, oh, yeah 보이지 않는, 강렬한 달콤한 포장에 가려진, 내 tasty So, hide 내 솔직한 emotion (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) My type, a beautiful distraction (yeah) It's sour, then it's sweet (oh-oh, oh-oh) Sometimes, I could be more than what you see (Oh-oh, oh-oh) 이 맛은 fantasy, fantasy, 함부로 맛보다가 빠져, 내 recipe It's sour then it's sweet (oh-oh, oh-oh) 누구나 모두 갖고 있는 B-side Nothing's wrong with it, 머리속에 deep side Evil, good, 가를 수 없는 내 two side 알 수 없어 So, hide 내 솔직한 emotion (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) My type, a beautiful distraction (yeah) It's sour, then it's sweet (oh-oh, oh-oh) Sometimes, I could be more than what you see (oh-oh, oh-oh) 이 맛은 fantasy, fantasy, 함부로 맛보다가 빠져, recipe It's sour, then it's sweet (oh-oh, oh-oh) 함부로 맛보다가 빠져, fantasy, fantasy 함부로 맛보다가 빠져, recipe It's sour, then it's sweet (oh-oh, oh-oh) 함부로 맛보다가 빠져, recipe 이 맛은 fantasy, fantasy 함부로 맛보다가 빠져, recipe It's sour, then it's sweet (oh-oh, oh-oh)