lirik lagu joey trap - black airforce activity
[intro]
akachi, he on the beat, it’s a murder
cbass, mother f~cker
oof
[chorus]
aww yeah, new black air force 1’s
we k!ll beef for fun
please don’t touch my guns
haha, yeah, uh
had to tell your b~tch to throw it back
ridin’ in the f~ckin’ cadillac, uh
got the homies smokin’ reefa in the back, b~tch
(joey trap is daddy) yeah, mm, that b~tch call me daddy
i guess she’s a baddie
she got cake, no patty, wait, uh (what huh)
don’t make a scene, this ain’t a dream
might make her scream, i don’t need lean
i don’t need~, ~gasp~ pssh (oof)
[verse]
i don’t need lean
i drink some nyquil, b~tch, i feel drowsy
i take that proudly
don’t need a team, can’t spell it without me
i don’t need a team, can’t spell it without me
ayy~ayy, ayy~ayy, ayy~ayy, pssh, ayy~ayy
my watch is expensive, please don’t get defensive
you is unimpressive, my diamonds reflective
if you see the light it might just blind you for a second
yo’ shawty showin’ all kinds of affection, b~tch
she on her knees, like those guys at confession
yo’ b~tch a fiend, i can’t stop her obsession
when i was 15, i got caught for possession
i pipe it up, baby, shoutout to pj
don’t beat my meat, my girl ask for a threeway
don’t want no smoke, you could get that sh~t today
but we bring the chopper and find out where he stay
that must’ve hurt, hit a n~gga with a nunchuck
yo’ b~tch litty at the crib, gettin’ f~cked up
she wanna shake it, told her drop it like a dump truck
dennis the menace, i’m just a bad kid, huh, huh
got a foot fetish, but i’m not average, yuh, yuh
suck on the toes when a n~gga smashin’, uh, uh
diamonds is water, a n~gga splashin’ (oo)
ayy, no ben 10, i got a wrist, it make me diamondhead
yo’ b~tch textin’ on my phone, i had to leave her read
no cap, i don’t wanna talk if it ain’t ’bout the bread
yeah, yeah, new gucci shoes, still wear black forces
new tesla x, i don’t wanna drive porches
do you wanna f~ck? all i heard is of course’s
[chorus]
aww yeah, new black air force 1’s
we k!ll beef for fun
please don’t touch my guns
haha, yeah, uh
had to tell your b~tch to throw it back
ridin’ in the f~ckin’ cadillac, uh
got the homies smokin’ reefa in the back, b~tch
(joey trap is daddy) yeah, mm, that b~tch call me daddy
i guess she’s a baddie
she got cake, no patty, wait, uh, uh
don’t make a scene, this ain’t a dream
might make her scream, i don’t need lean
i don’t need~, uh (i don’t drink~)
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