Put It in the Air

Lyrics

[Chorus: Redboi] Break it down, roll it up, put it the air Break it down, roll it up, put it the air Break it down, roll it up, put it the air We get high, we get high, we get high, we get high Break it down, roll it up, put it the air Break it down, roll it up, put it the air Break it down, roll it up, put it the air We get high, we get high, we get high, we get high [Verse 1: Shawty Lo] What it is, what it do? I'm Shawty Lo I'm on the beans, but these hoes want to smoke Cali bud guaranteed to make me choke Bought a hundred thousand [?] Some call me colonel, some CEO But the world know me as that nigga Shawty Lo Been getting money, '94 dough Did it with the work, now I do it with the flow Dope boy music, real lifestyle Bitch, "I'm da Man" got these girls going wild What it is, what it do? I'm Shawty Lo I'm on the beans, but these hoes want to smoke [Chorus: Redboi] Break it down, roll it up, put it the air Break it down, roll it up, put it the air Break it down, roll it up, put it the air We get high, we get high, we get high, we get high Break it down, roll it up, put it the air Break it down, roll it up, put it the air Break it down, roll it up, put it the air We get high, we get high, we get high, we get high [Verse 2: Redboi] Bitch, I stay high, smoking on that dro She looking at my eyes and they sit real low Smoking bubble kush-y, sipping on that Goose I fetch the bankroll, watch the hoes get loose Seven hundred on the ounce and bitch, I'm smoked out Let my partner hit the purp [?], he passed out I be smoking like a fool, I don't know about you You can catch me rolling, rolling 'cause a nigga popped, too Smelling like [?] smoking on Now and Laters I feel like OutKast 'cause I'm high like elevators Bitch, I'm Redboi, been getting paper D4L Records, middle fingers to you haters Yeah [Chorus: Redboi] Break it down, roll it up, put it the air Break it down, roll it up, put it the air Break it down, roll it up, put it the air We get high, we get high, we get high, we get high Break it down, roll it up, put it the air Break it down, roll it up, put it the air Break it down, roll it up, put it the air We get high, we get high, we get high, we get high [Verse 3: Braski] Now I'm in the club, popping, blowing on exotic Niggas smoking mid, homeboy, you need to stop it It smell like burned carpet, nah, that ain't it Folks pass around me like he blowing on the shit They like, 'Where it's at?' I'm like, 'Here it go' They like, 'I know you got it 'cause you fuck with Shawty Lo' What you want, a gram? Or what you want, a fifty? Don't be stingy with that money, spend it with me [Chorus: Redboi] Break it down, roll it up, put it the air Break it down, roll it up, put it the air Break it down, roll it up, put it the air We get high, we get high, we get high, we get high Break it down, roll it up, put it the air Break it down, roll it up, put it the air Break it down, roll it up, put it the air We get high, we get high, we get high, we get high