ContraVein - AF1s

Precious little white babies
Are they worth your life? Maybe
They so ill, they got rabies
Quarter mil, try to trade me
Clean as a whistle go and try to run
Just so I can get to stompin' in my Air Force ones
Saved up for a month
Just to flex on all you runts
Only need a week cuz you know I never peak
Marching to the top, consider it done
Just so I can get to stomping in my Air Force ones

Even when I was young I had to be the man of the streets
Man in the sheets
Man on the beats, uh yeah
Had to be the man with the muthafuckin heat
On this beat RunItBack
Different song, play along
Run with me and you'll see
What it be, what it do
With my boo
Number one and number two
You just wish that it was you
While I'm hangin' with my crew
Ain't no mothafuckin' fool
Bitch go cry me a River
Just know that I'll never
Simp for you, go and cry
Be with you? I'd rather die
You say you wonder why
Bitch you just too shy
Run it up, I'm boutta fly
And I go eye for eye
No I never lie
Just don't step on my

Precious little white babies
Are they worth your life? Maybe
They so ill, they got rabies
Quarter mil, try to trade me
Clean as a whistle, go and try to run
Just so I can get to stompin' in my Air Force ones
Saved up for a month
Just to flex on all you runts
Only need a week cuz you know I never peak
Marching to the top, consider it done
Just so I can get to stomping in my Air Force ones

Always so fresh
Always so clean
Got that purple tint while I'm sippin' on that lean
Got that white bottom, nah I ain't no nerd
I got money, and them hunnies, ain't ya heard?
Runnin' outside, gotta show 'em off
Nothin' gets to touch 'em, not even a cough
Always be pristine, never be enough
If they ain't be real clean then I gotta be real tough
Ain't nobody gonna fuck them up cuz they know I'll fuck them up
Tell my people "run it up"
Wait I mean RunItBack
I don't even need to run
Cuz I got them AF1s
I be up, high and mighty
Cuz I got them Nike

Precious little white babies
Are they worth your life? Maybe
They so ill, they got rabies
Quarter mil, try to trade me
Clean as a whistle, go and try to run
Just so I can get to stompin' in my Air Force ones
Saved up for a month
Just to flex on all you runts
Only need a week cuz you know I never peak
Marching to the top, consider it done
Just so I can get to stomping in my Air Force ones
Precious little white babies
Are they worth your life? Maybe
They so ill, they got rabies
Quarter mil, try to trade me
Clean as a whistle, go and try to run
Just so I can get to stompin' in my Air Force ones
Saved up for a month
Just to flex on all you runts
Only need a week cuz you know I never peak
Marching to the top, consider it done
Just so I can get to stomping in my Air Force ones

Written by:
Jason Ardan

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