"AF1z" lyrics
A hunnid dollars for one pair, your second pair one hunnid dollars
You get some Air Force 1s (I need two of them, come on)
I'm walkin' in with someone too (Nigga, frrt, frrt)
Pussy better not step on my Air Force 1s (Pussy nigga)
Mm, I'm walkin' in, big-ass gun (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
My lil' brodie Tolwop hollerin' out where he from (Six, six)
Huh, I'll throw a four up, then crack it, do somethin', pussy (Do somethin', pussy-ass nigga)
He better not drop that five, we'll crack his mental (Better not drop that five, gang)
I'ma finger-fuck my nine just like a petty (I'ma finger-fuck my nine, gang)
Nigga ain't takin' shit from five, what the helly? (What the fuck?)
Lil 5ive standin' on that business, I'ma send that cheese whenever he ready (Come on)
Ayy, I did it if I said it, pussy, fuck you think? (On God)
Off the top rope with this shit, with all this money in the bank (Off top rope)
Fuck nigga make that bed, that's his ass, go get a blanket (Go get your blanket, pussy)
Get you spanked, you ain't even gotta spend no pape' when you got rank (Ha)
But I want to (Come on), hit his head, you get a bonus (What else?)
Catch from the back, I'll pull her ponytail, then smut her 'til the mornin' (Eat, eat)
I got all that dope for sell, but I'm just sellin' songs (Dope)
Nigga, buy somethin'
Rock out with my chop just like a Jonas Brother, try somethin' (Go)
My lil' nigga got a hot gun, he wanna pop somethin' (Bah, bah)
I been poppin' mine (Bah) since they was poppin' collars (We was poppin' hard, you know)
Got niggas out my way, now I'm on every dollar (On every)
Nigga, we hit every chopper (Frrt, frrt), bitch, we want every problem (Come on, nigga)
I walked in with two pair of blicks, twin Gens (Trr, trr)
I think my ten mil' my best friend (Get your ass back, boy)
This pussy nigga deep down tryna blend in (Yeah)
Baby say I'm fine, shit, I told her call me Fine Ken (Baby, call me Fine Ken)
I might go low-top Ricks, I'm with a five-star bitch (Blatt)
My five-star brat can get five stars quick
I get these pussy niggas whacked just like my baby mom get (Whacked, whacked)
My charm hittin', nigga, I press a button, then they bomb shit (Six, six, six, six)
Huh, pussy, better not step on my Prada shoes (Pussy, better not step on my Prada)
I just met my pop, he said, "I'm proud of you" (Met my pop, he said, "I'm proud of you")
Mm, mm, I'm walkin' in with a Glock or two, dude (Boom)
Up here playin', I'ma pop at you, pussy (I'ma pop it, fool)
You get some Air Force 1s (I need two of them, come on)
I'm walkin' in with someone too (Nigga, frrt, frrt)
Pussy better not step on my Air Force 1s (Pussy nigga)
Mm, I'm walkin' in, big-ass gun (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
My lil' brodie Tolwop hollerin' out where he from (Six, six)
Huh, I'll throw a four up, then crack it, do somethin', pussy (Do somethin', pussy-ass nigga)
He better not drop that five, we'll crack his mental (Better not drop that five, gang)
I'ma finger-fuck my nine just like a petty (I'ma finger-fuck my nine, gang)
Nigga ain't takin' shit from five, what the helly? (What the fuck?)
Lil 5ive standin' on that business, I'ma send that cheese whenever he ready (Come on)
Ayy, I did it if I said it, pussy, fuck you think? (On God)
Off the top rope with this shit, with all this money in the bank (Off top rope)
Fuck nigga make that bed, that's his ass, go get a blanket (Go get your blanket, pussy)
Get you spanked, you ain't even gotta spend no pape' when you got rank (Ha)
But I want to (Come on), hit his head, you get a bonus (What else?)
Catch from the back, I'll pull her ponytail, then smut her 'til the mornin' (Eat, eat)
I got all that dope for sell, but I'm just sellin' songs (Dope)
Nigga, buy somethin'
Rock out with my chop just like a Jonas Brother, try somethin' (Go)
My lil' nigga got a hot gun, he wanna pop somethin' (Bah, bah)
I been poppin' mine (Bah) since they was poppin' collars (We was poppin' hard, you know)
Got niggas out my way, now I'm on every dollar (On every)
Nigga, we hit every chopper (Frrt, frrt), bitch, we want every problem (Come on, nigga)
I walked in with two pair of blicks, twin Gens (Trr, trr)
I think my ten mil' my best friend (Get your ass back, boy)
This pussy nigga deep down tryna blend in (Yeah)
Baby say I'm fine, shit, I told her call me Fine Ken (Baby, call me Fine Ken)
I might go low-top Ricks, I'm with a five-star bitch (Blatt)
My five-star brat can get five stars quick
I get these pussy niggas whacked just like my baby mom get (Whacked, whacked)
My charm hittin', nigga, I press a button, then they bomb shit (Six, six, six, six)
Huh, pussy, better not step on my Prada shoes (Pussy, better not step on my Prada)
I just met my pop, he said, "I'm proud of you" (Met my pop, he said, "I'm proud of you")
Mm, mm, I'm walkin' in with a Glock or two, dude (Boom)
Up here playin', I'ma pop at you, pussy (I'ma pop it, fool)
