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 ****, know I miss them

Fuck them dead-ass ****, 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 **** 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