Joey Trap - BLACK AIR FORCE ACTIVITY Lyrics

Akachi, he on the beat, it's a murder
CBass, mother fucker
Oof

Aww yeah, new Black Air Force 1's
We kill beef for fun
Please don't touch my guns
Haha, yeah, uh
Had to tell your bitch to throw it back
Ridin' in the fuckin' Cadillac, uh
Got the homies smokin' reefa in the back, bitch
(Joey Trap is daddy) Yeah, mm
That bitch 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, pssh (oof)

I don't need lean
I drink some NyQuil, bitch, 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, bitch
She on her knees, like those guys at confession
Yo' bitch a fiend, I can't stop her obsession
When I was fifteen, I got caught for possession
I pipe it up, baby, shoutout to PJ
Don't beat my meat, my girl ask for a three way
Don't want no smoke, you could get that shit today
But we bring the chopper and find out where he stay
That must've hurt, hit a nigga with a nunchuck
Yo' bitch litty at the crib, gettin' fucked 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 nigga smashin', uh, uh
Diamonds is water, a nigga splashin' (oo)
Ayy, no Ben 10, I got a wrist, it make me Diamondhead
Yo' bitch 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 fuck? All I heard is of course's

Aww yeah, new Black Air Force 1's
We kill beef for fun
Please don't touch my guns
Haha, yeah, uh
Had to tell your bitch to throw it back
Ridin' in the fuckin' Cadillac, uh
Got the homies smokin' reefa in the back, bitch
(Joey Trap is daddy) yeah, mm
That bitch 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 eat lean
I don't need, uh (I don't drink)