Yung Spitta

Yung Spitta - In The Air lyrics

rate me

Ft. Chrishan

(Chorus)

Got a fist full of ones

Throw it in the air

Got yo cup filled up

Throw it in the air

See some haters, see some haters

Take that finger

Throw it in the air

Throw it in the air

(verse)

Uh-oh, it's goin' up, shawty get low

I'm in the club gettin' bent with my kinfolk

Student loans or the rent, whachya here fo'?

Got a fist full of 1s, 's what they hit fo'?

AOD or the KOD, you know its DOA and it's AOB

So what the move, what the motion is

I got two more on my promoter's list

You you and you meet me in the lobby

I want that menage, girl you know it's obvi

Tell these haters that they can't stop me

Hope they get the picture like the paparazzi

and Show them haters that waist training, comin' thru'

I run the city, yea I'm workin' on my fitness too

We bottle poppin' every time that I'm in town

Cuz I ball and like a ball, they gon' bring anotha round

Wassup

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)

Tell 'em haters that we here and we bout it bout it

Landing strips is clear, shows is overcrowded

Yeah, whole city knowin' who I am

Young Ted Dibiase, million dolla man

Bottle in my hand, I'mma pour it up

Money in my otha hand, I'mma throw it up

I swear that what I gross is nasty

If you seen them numbers you'll start throwin' up

Tell these haters time to up the wagers

All I do is numbers like a pager

Probably wit a bad one like Topanga

Money in my hand, I'm throwin' up the finger

Man, I swear they hate I, make songs that cross ova like A-I

But I'm too above the rim, ballin' on 'em, girl we jumpin' out the gym

Wassup

(Chorus) x 2

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