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letra de air it out - 21 savage

[chorus: 21 savage]
pull up and air it out
pull up and air it out
pull up and air it out
pull up and air it out
pull up and air it out
pull up and air it out
pull up and air it out
pull up and air it out
got that .30 on me now
got that .30 on me now
pull up and air it out
pull up and air it out
i got the stick on me now
i got the stick on me now
pull up and air shit out
i pull up and air shit out

[bridge: 21 savage]
i pull up and air shit out
i pull up and d-ck your ho down
young savage, b-tch, i got pounds
young savage, b-tch, i got rounds
pull up and shoot up your town
pew, pew (grrrt, bah) pew-pew, (bah) pew, (bop-bop-bop-bop) frtttttt, fah (grah, bop)

[verse 1: 21 savage]
slaughter gang, b-tch, we go brazy
pde, b-tch, they go brazy
drinkin’ on lean got me lazy
glock .40, no .380’s
i’m cookin’ up dope in this town
you need a new pistol it jammed
i don’t fuck around with the xans
i’m dripping, lil’ b-tch, i don’t dab
your b-tch a lil’ freak, ouch
i fuck her one time, bounce (ha-ha, ha, ha)
still got the choppa ’round my motherfucking shoulder
still that same nigga, i just got a little older

[chorus: 21 savage]
pull up and air it out
pull up and air it out
pull up and air it out
pull up and air it out
pull up and air it out
pull up and air it out
pull up and air it out
pull up and air it out
got that .30 on me now (a what?)
got that .30 on me now (a what?)
pull up and air it out
pull up and air it out
i got the stick on me now (21)
i got the stick on me now (21)
pull up and air shit out
i pull up and air shit out

[verse 2: young nudy]
i got the stick on me now
pull up and air that b-tch out
glock 17 on me now
young nigga shoot up your house
what that shit you talkin’ ’bout?
look how that .30 hang out
walk through the motherfucking crowd
pussy nigga, shut your mouth
all of my young niggas k!llas
pde, nigga, drug dealers
nah, we don’t fuck with you niggas
get your -ss slaughtered, lil’ nigga
i keep them 5th’s on my pistols
i keep a hold on my stick
when that b-tch click, i don’t miss
one to the head and i hit
b-tch land straight in your temple
i told you, “don’t fuck wit’ me, nigga”
shawty be popping them niggas
shawty be dropping them niggas
now they called cops on a nigga
’cause they couldn’t stop a lil’ nigga
right at the bottom, lil’ nigga
pde, slaughter gang, nigga

- 21 savage

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