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In the Air Video (MV)




Performed By: Matt Nice
Language: English
Length: 2:59
Written by: Matthew Davis




Matt Nice - In the Air Lyrics
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Put a dozen blunts up in the air yea
In the air yea
Light up where I want I do not f*cking care
Yea
Don't know where I'm at maybe the Heaven stairs
Yea yea
Bubble coat for cold but it ain't Moncler
She having cake it's a foreign
I can escape it's a foreign outside
I run it up in these Jordan's
Money war this enormous
I rolled up a spliff enormous
Dislocated her hip she whoring
I'm stuck in the lab dormant
Like drill we get to the point
I peel nice wheel
Only seal I pop is that runtz can
Put it in the air I feel like mother f*cking superman
She come to my lair just to vibe vibe vibe
She fill up that chair it's a vibe vibe vibe
Real expensive pair of the slides slides slides
Before I go out sad I swear I'll die about mines
I'm fly like Ric Flair while I'm here
I'm become a millionaire with the buildings
Matt Nice come up with it and they steal
I ain't tripping I make one hell of a killing still
Young Matt Nice a wizard I swear he a wizard
Been feeling wavy by myself but ain't no drink or pill
Put a dozen blunts up in the air yea
In the air yea
Light up where I want I do not f*cking care
Yea
Don't know where I'm at maybe the Heaven stairs
Yea yea
Bubble coat for cold but it ain't Moncler
Send me your lo
Or
Do you wanna come over
I'm in the yo
Just hit my phone yeah
Watch for this pole
Can't sell my soul no
Win on my own
Currency long oh
Get down with the money team I smell a lot of profit
Yea Yea
Grown niggas capping out they mouth need to get off it
Yea Yea
Yea smoking on elite gas I can't stop coughing
This bitch tryna spend the night I send that hoe walking
It's the era of the young rich niggas
They got no talent make 7 figures
They out here eating real good like dinner
So I can't give up gotta get bigger
And I ain't saying I have all the answers now
But I know there's way more to life that clocking out
So Ima see you at my shows when I'm rocking out
That's how I'm rocking now
Put a dozen blunts up in the air yea
In the air yea
Light up where I want I do not f*cking care
Yea
Don't know where I'm at maybe the Heaven stairs
Yea yea
Bubble coat for cold but it ain't Moncler
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Put a dozen blunts up in the air yea
In the air yea
Light up where I want I do not f*cking care
Yea
Don't know where I'm at maybe the Heaven stairs
Yea yea
Bubble coat for cold but it ain't Moncler
She having cake it's a foreign
I can escape it's a foreign outside
I run it up in these Jordan's
Money war this enormous
I rolled up a spliff enormous
Dislocated her hip she whoring
I'm stuck in the lab dormant
Like drill we get to the point
I peel nice wheel
Only seal I pop is that runtz can
Put it in the air I feel like mother f*cking superman
She come to my lair just to vibe vibe vibe
She fill up that chair it's a vibe vibe vibe
Real expensive pair of the slides slides slides
Before I go out sad I swear I'll die about mines
I'm fly like Ric Flair while I'm here
I'm become a millionaire with the buildings
Matt Nice come up with it and they steal
I ain't tripping I make one hell of a killing still
Young Matt Nice a wizard I swear he a wizard
Been feeling wavy by myself but ain't no drink or pill
Put a dozen blunts up in the air yea
In the air yea
Light up where I want I do not f*cking care
Yea
Don't know where I'm at maybe the Heaven stairs
Yea yea
Bubble coat for cold but it ain't Moncler
Send me your lo
Or
Do you wanna come over
I'm in the yo
Just hit my phone yeah
Watch for this pole
Can't sell my soul no
Win on my own
Currency long oh
Get down with the money team I smell a lot of profit
Yea Yea
Grown niggas capping out they mouth need to get off it
Yea Yea
Yea smoking on elite gas I can't stop coughing
This bitch tryna spend the night I send that hoe walking
It's the era of the young rich niggas
They got no talent make 7 figures
They out here eating real good like dinner
So I can't give up gotta get bigger
And I ain't saying I have all the answers now
But I know there's way more to life that clocking out
So Ima see you at my shows when I'm rocking out
That's how I'm rocking now
Put a dozen blunts up in the air yea
In the air yea
Light up where I want I do not f*cking care
Yea
Don't know where I'm at maybe the Heaven stairs
Yea yea
Bubble coat for cold but it ain't Moncler
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Writer: Matthew Davis
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