It´s about time right?
Where´s the ´dro?
Drama Wiz
Count ´em up bitch
28 Grams

You know I stay high
I pull up in my ride
Shades so dark that you can´t see my eyes

Smoking on loud, blowing on clouds
Just did a show but don´t know the amount
Taking your bitch if you´re leaving her out
You niggas so broke, you sold homie the Clown

Yo, she go over there
Other hoes don´t compare
Throw them 1´s in the air
Throw them 1´s in the air

Kick it with hash, a nigga with cash
I´m taking the money, smack it on her ass
She give me good brain, she ahead of her class

I came in her first but I´m leavin´ her last

Baddest bitch in the club, gonna work somethin´
Bend it over for me baby, gonna twerk somethin´
Aww shit, don´t hurt nothin´
Let me spend some ends on it if it´s worth somethin´

(x8)
You gone pick up all this money when I throw it

I roll one, I roll two
One for me, one for you
When we high, ain´t no tellin´ what we do

No where to go, so much to blow
Keepin´ it private so nobody know
Doing your thing when you slide down the pole

Give you a G, you get out of control

On your (?) cause you´re nothin´ like the rest of ´em
Oh, you know you´re fucking with the best of ´em

Shots of that gin, her and a friend
We leave the club then I´m goin´ in
Soon as I´m done, we do it again

No where to go, so much to blow
Keepin´ it private so nobody know
Doing your thing when you slide down the pole
Give you a G, you get out of control

You gone pick up all this money when I throw it

See, many of ya´ll have been ridin´ with us

Smokin´ with us and gettin´ money with us for a while
Welcome back
All hail Trap Wiz
Full (?)
Pittsburgh, what´s up?
Something´s life and life is living!
Fucking awesome, yeah!
Hehehe, 28 grams
For ya´ll that don´t know what 28 grams is
It´s an ounce of weed, preferably