Wiz A round of applause and gentleman, I'd like to shout out Taylor Gang And out my car keys, haha it's big business bitch.
Woods: I'm just chilling, loking, sipping, a G Should On my fly oldschool shit.. Clint Tell a friend, bring a friend.. its a We gon' drink, we gon' smoke we gon' this bitch out.
Chevy another doubie Only papers baby fill it with oh-wee Let a G the OG then roll one for OG that's the homie Zig zags no leaf like you know the Wizzle man, that's my homie If gin nigga, pour me sippin' slow she go down slow like a leak cop the car the dealer pulled off thumbs up to the mac miller King kong young gorillia, my cup overfloweth, i'm a rhyme All day Mr. Count It Up, I lost I don't ever think its enough I get it 100 after 100 so everything you did with that money I done it. Gone.
Woods: I'm chilling, loking, sipping, smoking a G Should On my fly shit.. Clint Eastwood a friend, bring a friend.. its a Cookout We gon' drink, we gon' smoke we gon' turn bitch out.
Chevy Drop top.. seats Tape playing, she a freak It aint about money, it my language Don't my name in memory of Rick James Bitch You know I'm a Taylor Dog So to the cops George "which way'd he go?" Shit, nigga I done blew 80 O's, then 80s O's, 80 Mo In my lifetime, No Jay Z Just Oz's, something.. smoke weed. Drink liquor, cups No in it.. fuck is up? I her "bitch I be airborne" Then in a in my lap where her hair goin' She Keep it G, she love a I her chill, I'm fucking witcha
Chevy I'm just chilling, loking, sipping, Like a G On my fly oldschool shit.. Clint Tell a friend, a friend.. its a Cookout We gon' drink, we gon' smoke.. we gon this bitch out. roll one up, and you should We gon' smoke old school joints, eastwood I'mma roll one up, and you We gon' old school joints, clint eastwood
Wiz Just parked the machine bitch you can write a movie off the shit I done rolling them Khalifa papers up with all kinds of Smoking when I'm rapping niggas don't get no between Yeah I came up in the game, it took you see I'll show you how to get money up and get high as me to my Dad the other day said he proud of me My girl says she found 30 when she found my jeans I her blow it, like her nose was running What you me for fam get some hoes or something Niggas me for twisting a whole key Fuck around I charge you a O or something I'm a let you it and you owe us nothing its the shit I be smoking so be carefull how you roll it you cuffin Got a projecter in the like nino Niggas aint gotta about it, we know. Gang we are heros. Motherf**ker
Chevy I'm chilling, loking, sipping, smoking a G Should On my fly oldschool shit.. Eastwood a friend, bring a friend.. its a Cookout We drink, we gon' smoke.. we gon turn this bitch out. I'm gon one up, and you should We gon' old school joints, clint eastwood I'm gon roll one up, and you We gon' old school joints, clint eastwood