Fredo Bang - Air It Out Lyrics | BollywoodTracksLyrics

'Air It Out' lyrics is the latest song performed by 'Fredo Bang'. The song released at Fredo Bang Music Official youtube channel on April 17th, 2020.

Song Details:

Song: Air It Out
Artist: Fredo Bang
Copyright: Bang Biz Ent. under Def Jam Recordings.
Release Date: April 17th, 2020

Air It Out Lyrics:

Ain't that DJ Chose over there?
Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat

Put that 40 to his forehead

What the fuck you thinking about?
He talking like he on the air
We gonna have to air it out
Ooh, hit a fuck nigga with that tool
Ooh, tryna put a nigga on the news
Put that 40 to his forehead
What the fuck you thinking about?
He talking like he on the air
We gonna have to air it out
Ooh, hit a fuck nigga with that tool
Ooh, tryna put a nigga on the news

How that Glock go?-Baow
How that Draco?
Younging take souls-Yeah
Get that case closed
Get it done, fuck me though
Get the drop, I say go
Steeze on him, got a cold
If he tend to fuck his hope
They watching my moves, they telling they people
I got some goons and all of em lethal
All of these sticks, ain't none of em legal
Swerving in jeeps, we jeepers creepers
Bitch gonna fuck me just to get back
Give me that drop, don't want your cash
Missed that opp, we doubling back

Hit em in the front, came out his back
All black hoody, ain't no mask
Catch him in the car, leave him on the dash
Keep that dough, or that stash
Fuck what you claim, you get no pass
Where your toe? We play tag
He ain't gangster, take his flag
Catch him in traffic, make him crash
Shout out in person, that's that bag.

Put that 40 to his forehead
What the fuck you thinking about?
He talking like he on the air
We gonna have to air it out
Ooh, hit a fuck nigga with that tool
Ooh, tryna put a nigga on the news
Put that 40 to his forehead
What the fuck you thinking about?
He talking like he on the air
We gonna have to air it out
Ooh, hit a fuck nigga with that tool
Ooh, tryna put a nigga on the news.

I ain't running from him, no way
He own the Glock but that bitch ain't got no jump
Run up on opp, pussy nigga get closer
These hoes gonna fuck on all of us cause we got it
I got like five racks inside my pocket
Fuck on your thot in my blue and green Balenciagas
You nigga talking like you with it, ain't got no choppers
I am riding with some killers, we all about violence
The mileage
You got beef like you wanna see the bitch squirt with it, extended mags
These niggas ain't really at, better get you that
My niggas really got bad hoes from Trinidad
They from Trinidad
I am tryna get that

Put that 40 to his forehead

What the fuck you thinking about?
He talking like he on the air
We gonna have to air it out
Ooh, hit a fuck nigga with that tool
Ooh, tryna put a nigga on the news
Put that 40 to his forehead
What the fuck you thinking about?
He talking like he on the air
We gonna have to air it out
Ooh, hit a fuck nigga with that tool
Ooh, tryna put a nigga on the news...




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