Air Force Ones - Mik

Yo, last year was amazing

Electric tazing

I hit the belly so hard

Even Fatboy knows I’m caking

Been a star back then

I’m a star right now

So I find it funny when

People call me a star in the making

Call me a bird man, I get birds

Don’t get it twisted cause I rhyme words

I get P for the nouns and verbs

Ain’t got time for the keyboard nerds

Might see me in a rave getting down

With a group of girls that get on my nerves

But it’s OK, but it’s all good

I get mine and she gets hers

When will I quit?

I don’t know

When will I stop?

I don’t know

I just wanna get paid for spitting these bars

In the rave, that’s all I know

Air Force Ones on my feet, they’re winning

Where did I get them?

I don’t know

My ex tried holla at me on the Facebook

For the quick linkup, I didn’t go

Chilling, in a room full of women

Air Force Ones on my feet, they’re winning

Big bum girl on my nutsack

Mad brain, head spinning

Nice bed, silk linen

Real talk, lights dimming

Deep end, wet, swimming

Hit the target, out for the killing

Let’s get paid in full like Cam

Take two pics in front of the cam

Man see me in the rave, get para'

Wifey knows who I am

She knows who I be

I’m not here for a staring contest

With next man that go to the gym

I’m just here for the girls and P

Came in the rave with bloodclart F

Came in the rave with bloodclart T

Cameras flashing, people snapping

Look who’s back with a fresh one, me

Reload, DJ, bring a next beat

Sunglasses on my face

I don’t wanna see no man on my face

All I wanna see is money, girls and more

When will I quit?

I don’t know

When will I stop?

I don’t know

I just wanna get paid for spitting these bars

In the rave, that’s all I know

Air Force Ones on my feet, they’re winning

Where did I get them?

I don’t know

My ex tried holla at me on the Facebook

For the quick linkup, I didn’t go

Chilling, in a room full of women

Air Force Ones on my feet, they’re winning

Big bum girl on my nutsack

Mad brain, head spinning

Nice bed, silk linen

Real talk, lights dimming

Deep end, wet, swimming

Hit the target, out for the killing

Yo, I’m getting it in

Don’t really care who’s putting it out

You must’ve thought I was joking around

Till you saw me with the longy out

She wants to know when I’ll be in

Told her «don't ring me when I’m out»

I get down in the West End town

Where the girls get paid, no doubt

I’m getting it in

Don’t really care who’s putting it out

You must’ve thought I was joking around

Till you saw me with the longy out

She wants to know when I’ll be in

Told her «don't ring me when I’m out»

I get down in the West End town

Where the girls get paid, no doubt

When will I quit?

I don’t know

When will I stop?

I don’t know

I just wanna get paid for spitting these bars

In the rave, that’s all I know

Air Force Ones on my feet, they’re winning

Where did I get them?

I don’t know

My ex tried holla at me on the Facebook

For the quick linkup, I didn’t go

Chilling, in a room full of women

Air Force Ones on my feet, they’re winning

Big bum girl on my nutsack

Mad brain, head spinning

Nice bed, silk linen

Real talk, lights dimming

Deep end, wet, swimming

Hit the target, out for the killing