[Wiz Khalifa] No matter which way it goes, y´all be the rookies, we pros I always stay on my toes You smell the kush on my clothes
A real boss never folds or show the cards that he holds I´m with my squad getting stoned Or with your broad getting dome A couple cars, couple homes off of the bars I composed Speaking of composure, I keep it and I keep my team closer Niggas need to keep their mouths shut, closure If we don´t eat then what´s the outcome? Vultures A pound of weed, you´ll never see me without one Always lowkey, you hardly see me in town But if you do I´m trying to smoke a zip if you down We came up together but we different somehow Think I figured it out They don´t do shit, lil niggas just running their mouth
How do I say this shit without hating? You built your crib on weak foundation And forgot that you gotta live in that house
[AD] Paid in full like Money Mitch, got a brick to sell Lot hated the progress, I still wish them well That lil nigga from Compton pray for a wishing well Now I´m menaging with SZA, drinking white zinfandel And ??? but never kiss and tell Crap table in Vegas more than a Chippendales I hear ´em plotting, nowadays I never get compelled Fuck your couch, I´m Rick James like it´s a skit, Chappelle
Beating on the table, I´m grindin´ like it´s Clipse for real I want gas rather pump, taking trips to Shell Getting good brain, yeah that noggin could´ve went to Yale Keep it silent when we beefing but that clip´ll yell Shipping KK overseas til they strip the mail Ride Clinton presidential, could´ve cripped with Bill Or get that Scott from Gil If you know what I mean, yeah