Air It Out

[Hook]
Got a problem
Air it out
I ain't talking
Let's fight
Think that I'm playing
Till I pull up to your motherfucking house
Yeah, this shit is on sight
Hit em with a right
Good night
Got a problem
Air It Out x4
Got a problem
Air It Out x4
Got a problem
Air It Out

[Verse 1]
What the fuck are you saying
I been with the gang and they banging
I been getting drunk, going crazy
I been having fun, you can't blame me, nah
Talking that shit, you better hide out
Switch your IP address 'fore we find out
With the gang right now, and we sliding
Acting hard but we know, be honest
You are not like that
Fix up, you ain't really bout it
If you barking then we bite back
Little bitch, get back

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Got guns in the house
Got pills in the couch
Do a show, sell it out
Got your hoe running mouth
Get some guap and count it up
I ain't never take a loss, get a bag by myself
I don't know anything else
I was broke, they ain't give a fuck
Now I'm up and they hate me
So I'm done tryna love
Everybody fake
You can't blame me
You can't blame me
You can't blame me
Yea, I'm done tryna show love
Everybody fake

[Hook]