NEZY - FACTS

★ Intro: NEZY ★
Air Force Clique up in this bitch
Aye, aye,aye
HUFF47
Yeah, bitch, aye, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay

★ Verse 1: NEZY ★
Bitch I got my windows tinted vanta black
Fuck you if you count me out
Y'all just a past to me
Cooking brick in the kitchen like I'm Joe Bastianich
On the hood I'm with your bitch she like my drip
Gave me head like a sniper rifle
Draw the k out in broad daylight if you is my rival (boom, boom)
In the trap, i'm trappin like i'm jigsaw
Robbin foos blind in my ski mask
You don't have to pretend cuz we know
That you're not
Bout that life
Why the fuck you holdin fake guns up? (aye)

★ Verse 2: NEZY ★
Taught a bitch how to hold a Glock
Told myself I'll be the one
It's me, myself and I
Big trust issues so I see you in front sight
I'm in thе front yall be in the rear
So plеase shut the fuck up wit that negativity you tryna throw on me
Mixin ingredients like I'm professor utonium, pass the blunt bitch
Pass me the bottle like I'm bartender I'm sippin on dirty sprite
So many chemicals inside of my body I kno that shit ain't right
But it's everyday typa' shit I might jus don't stop it plus I'm getting puffed

★ Bridge: NEZY & FRAILXTY ★
Aye, aye, aye
Me and frailxty in the cut air force clique one of a kind bitch
Tell 'em what the fuck's up
Okay, yeah, aye, aye, aye

★ Verse 3: FRAILXTY ★
Always in the streets cuz you shittin out
Red beam on yo head better hide cuz we shootin now
Playin wit yo bih feelin like Hugh Hefner now
Smokin lotta weed our drip put you in the ground
Air forces on my feet when I try to rob your bag
P-P-Pull up with my car selling grams, do a drive by then
Pissin on yo grave got a picture of yo flesh yo girl send me a text but u already dead air force clique mean a gang, gang, gang, gang gang gang