Yung SpiTTa - In The Air lyrics

(Hook: Chrishan) Got a fist full of ones Throw it in the air Got yo cup filled up Throw it in the air See some haters, see some haters Take that finger Throw it in the air Throw it in the air (Verse 1: Yung Spitta) Uh-oh, it's goin' up, shawty get low I'm in the club gettin' bent with my kinfolk Student loans or the rent, whachya here fo'? Got a fist full of 1s, 's what they hit fo'? AOD or the KOD, you know its DOA and it's AOB So what the move, what the motion is I got two more on my promoter's list You you and you meet me in the lobby I want that menage, girl you know it's obvi Tell these haters that they can't stop me Hope they get the picture like the paparazzi And Show them haters that waist training, comin' thru' I run the city, yea I'm workin' on my fitness too We bottle poppin' every time that I'm in town Cuz I ball and like a ball, they gon' bring anotha round Wa**up (Hook) (Verse 2: Yung Spitta) Tell 'em haters that we here and we bout it bout it Landing strips is clear, shows is overcrowded Yeah, whole city knowin' who I am Young Ted Dibiase, million dolla man Bottle in my hand, I'mma pour it up Money in my otha hand, I'mma throw it up I swear that what I gross is nasty If you seen them numbers you'll start throwin' up Tell these haters time to up the wagers All I do is numbers like a pager Probably wit a bad one like Topanga Money in my hand, I'm throwin' up the finger Man, I swear they hate I, make songs that cross ova like A-I But I'm too above the rim, ballin' on 'em, girl we jumpin' out the gym Wa**up (Hook) x 2