Blood on My Airforce

[Intro/Hook: Larry]
Yeah! Uh-Hey!
Fools out here balling like it's they court (for what)
Now I got blood on my air force (damn)
Huddle 4-5, finna go forth (yeah)
Turn your lil' spot to a dance floor (hey)
Left foot, let's stomp, bro you done for
Now I got blood on my air force (blood on my air force)

[Verse 1: Larry]
Blowing loud, ain't trying to hear nobody else (nah)
Loud mouth, we loud and proud but we never tell
Stainless steel with the beams, no 9-11 you gon' melt (melt)
Where you going with that midget yung boi that's a tough sell
Givenchy angels on my body 'cause we been through hell (fasho)
Plug and the socket, bitch I fronted myself (yeah)
Shit getting ugly she said, "tell me when it's over"
Now these dirty ass kicks matching my soda (get dropped)

[Hook: Larry]
Yeah! Uh-Hey!
Fools out here balling like it's they court (for what)
Now I got blood on my air force (damn)
Huddle 4-5, finna go forth (yeah)
Turn your lil' spot to a dance floor (hey)
Left foot, let's stomp, bro you done for
Now I got blood on my air force (blood on my air force)

[Verse 2: Randy]
He called 9-1-1, but I got a 9 too (yeah, yeah)
Flexin' on the snap man 12 gonna find you (woop, woop)
Got a vac-seal, 28 times two
Bring Backwoods don't make me remind you (hell nah)
Be mindful don't wanna get blood on my cup
It's sick it still got the suds (that's sick)
Shit got hairy with the feds so we running from the fuzz
So much weight, really couldn't budge (woo woo woo)
Sorry I came from above (hell yeah)
This shit not ever enough (it's not)
If you see this much who do you trust (who, who)
Dime a gymnast, do flips and tucks (flip, flip)
Pop a school bus in a Uber truck (yeah, yeah)
Coppin' them blue bucks soon enough (soon enough)
Now they flexin' like they knew us (they flexin')
Laughin' to the bank so humorous (ha ha)

[Hook: Larry]
Fools out here balling like it's they court (for what)
Now I got blood on my air force (damn)
Huddle 4-5, finna go forth (yeah)
Turn your lil' spot to a dance floor (hey)
Left foot, let's stomp, bro you done for
Now I got blood on my air force (blood on my air force)

[Verse 3: SenseiATL]
Not on Jerry Springer but your bitch calling me daddy (she call me daddy)
Posted with my dogs but I'm Sensei not Shaggy (what's up)
Time to level up so I stack up my funds (so I stack up my funds)
Moving state to state but I'm not on the run (not on the run)
You ain't got no class, why you getting dismissed (why you getting dismissed, ain't got no class)
Took a flight to Tokyo, they can't catch my drift (nah, nah)
Posted on the ship, I got birds like Jack Sparrow (brr, posted up)
Always robbin', I stay 'bout my Robert Dinero (bitch)

[Outro/Hook: Larry]
Fools out here balling like it's they court (for what)
Now I got blood on my air force (damn)
Huddle 4-5, finna go forth (yeah)
Turn your lil' spot to a dance floor (hey)
Left foot, let's stomp, bro you done for
Now I got blood on my air force (blood on my air force)