Ina Air (Part 2)

Come see how I'm livin', fresh as fuck, bitch, I'm bippin'
Talk to my lady, know I'm with it, fuck what they seen, kill a witness
Bitch, I'm bippin' all black, my murder fit
It go down, don't say who did it I'm out here livin'
Fuck the system, free my niggas, know I miss them
Fuck them dead-ass niggas, know your ass wish to be with them
Slip up, bet you meet them, even my bitch know I'm a tweaker

Swing this bitch left and right drop my mask, you know it's business
I can feel it in the air, I know you niggas wanna kill me
Bitch, I work with many men, runnin' around like we villains
But front of trenches, I'm a menace
Bad bitch, keep one with me, soldier down, free my zee
All this smoke, I can't breathe but I'ma put some shit to sleep
I weigh 125, what the fuck I look like fightin'?

Uppercut, shoe with my right-hand jump out, flush him in his height, man
23, I'm takin' off, uh-huh I'm at flight risk
Bitch, we get it in for real switch the plate, we in the wheel
Get up close, it's dead real, I'm in them cars, I got skill
Watch me do my thing for real, but I'm poppin' another pill
So it's time to get in the field grab my ski, grab my gloves
I'm tryna get some shit spilled bitch, I'm a tweaker, you know what it is