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Artiste : Wiz Khalifa
Titre : Jet Lag
Know how to pack a buildin´, co-roll to packin´ minutes
I´m always back to business, I stay up out my feelings
No goin´ half-and-half, I want the whole stash

You might as well fast, I´m probably jet-lagged
It´s hard to see me in my ride ´cause I´m speedin´ past
You probably only smokin´ dimes so your weed could last
And I´m the type to put a pound where I´m breathin´ at
When I throw money on the ground, she ain´t leavin´ that

Gotta complete the task, my technique advanced
I had plenty plans, my diamonds dance
Fell out with friends, took trips to France
Smoked hella plants, unlimited grams (Unlimited grams)
I´ll do it again (I´ll do it again), what movie we in?
Spit twenty, I live, pulled up in a Benz

My company wins, you wanna be rich
You get it fast, then the end is gonna be quick
I sit here, count this money up and don´t even flinch (Don´t even flinch)
Keep sayin´ they the one, but I´m barely convinced
Keep sayin´ they rollin´ up, but that´s barely a pinch
I inspired you all along, you just barely admit
Give you a couple reasons why I won´t marry a bitch
I own every percent, I won´t never pretend (Never pretend)
Never again, a veteran in
We settin´ the trends, coverin´ every expense

Know how to pack a buildin´, co-roll to packin´ minutes

I´m always back to business, I stay up out my feelings
No goin´ half-and-half, I want the whole stash
You might as well fast, I´m probably jet-lagged
It´s hard to see me in my ride ´cause I´m speedin´ past
You probably only smokin´ dimes so your weed could last
And I´m the type to put a pound where I´m breathin´ at
When I throw money on the ground, she ain´t leavin´ that

´Rari, believe it´s fast, I´ma keep it a stack
Shoppin´ bags in the front, my own gin in the back
It´s my nature to stunt, I might need to relax
Tryna stay in control, they wanna see me crash

But really you don´t want no problems, problems
Wish evil on my soul, I think I need some prayer (I think I need some prayer)
Might have a smile on her face, she gon´ leave in tears
Ain´t never did this before, I make her face her fears
Don´t really catch me outside, these niggas all weird
Ain´t tryna look at theyselves, they don´t involve mirrors
Don´t want a hit of this kush, I don´t see volunteers
If it´s ever ´bout money, you know I´m all ears
If you ain´t rollin´ somethin´, you don´t belong here
She gon´ shot when she want to and plus, she God-fearin´

Spent some racks on designer, that´s what we all wearin´
Ten days in Miami, that´s called disappearin´

Know how to pack a buildin´, co-roll to packin´ minutes
I´m always back to business, I stay up out my feelings
No goin´ half-and-half, I want the whole stash
You might as well fast, I´m probably jet-lagged
It´s hard to see me in my ride ´cause I´m speedin´ past
You probably only smokin´ dimes so your weed could last
And I´m the type to put a pound where I´m breathin´ at
When I throw money on the ground, she ain´t leavin´ that