NewtJackCity - Air China Plug (feat. Choice Major & JermaineTheGeneralLee) Lyrics

Hurry up and buy (Hur hur)
Hurry up and buy
Hurry up and buy (Hur hur)

I was shopping wit my plug in China
She be like hurry up and buy (Hurry up and buy)
Alone wit a Chinese Hitman
So you can hurry up and die
Just like the rice I'm eating (Huh)
You know I'm fried
Shout out to my Triad family (Hmm huh)
Bitch I got ties

Bitch I'm the real hitman
Why you think they calling me Lee
When I pull that Mack out
I'm blowin' yo back out
This ain't no tv scene
The beauty of Lee
Supplyin' that D
Really I'm serving them Fiens
The worster the hate
The worster the blade
These niggas ain't real
These bitches is fake
The more that you shine
The more they throw shade
Boy I just bought me some Russian Ak's
Swinging katana's like I'm playing spades
Clean up them bodies like I gotta maid
Gimme the code cause I gotta safe
Knockin' off heads now it's time to get paid
Chill witcho bitch like I'm Putin in bay
How you think I got the code to the safe

I was shopping wit my plug in China
She be like hurry up and buy (Hurry up and buy)
Alone wit a Chinese Hitman
So you can hurry up and die (Huh)
Just like the rice I'm eating
You know I'm fried
Shout out to my Triad family (Hmm huh)
Bitch I got ties

Look I beenacross that border
Tryna beef you out of order
Cause my Hitman never live in the states
I have'em ordered
Ain't no nickel and dimes over here
We movin' quarters
If you short up on that brick fare
We need fingers from your daughter
Pay yo ticket Nigga
Cause ain't no butter up yo biscuit
We'll find your body hanging from a street light
That's yo decision (Huh)
F*ck around and get your bitch touched
Her favorite physician
You ridin' around in your car blow up (Boom)
That ain't the ignition nigga

I was shopping wit my plug in China
She be like hurry up and buy (Hurry up and buy)
Alone wit a Chinese Hitman
So you can hurry up and die
Just like the rice I'm eating (Huh)
You know I'm fried
Shout out to my Triad family (Huh)
Bitch I got ties

Chinese triads
Got me feeling like chun
Blowing on this red sun
That I got from Tokyo
Plugs international
Vietnam making capitol
Forever on some fly shit
Imma draw the line
You niggas,
Pick who you gone ride wit
Niggas couldn't f*ck my side bitch
Must be desperate
Tryna sit in high places where I sit
Beijing (Beijing)
Hong Kong (Hong Kong)
Bitches calling me Choice Don Wong (Don Wong)
F*ck a hitman holla
Call hitman Lee
Get ya ass gone for a dolla
F*cking Ming Ling proper
She the ding-ding slobbah
Back to the Yi bai yuan
Or Japanese Yen
Making international dollars
Forex
Making my young ones smarter

I was shopping wit my plug in China
She be like hurry up and buy (Hurry up and buy)
Alone wit a Chinese Hitman
So you can hurry up and die
Just like the rice I'm eating (Huh)
You know I'm fried
Shout out to my Triad family (Huh)
Bitch I got ties