Wiz A round of applause Ladies and gentleman, I'd like to out Taylor Gang And out my car keys, haha it's big business bitch.
Woods: I'm chilling, loking, sipping, smoking Like a G On my fly oldschool shit.. Eastwood a friend, bring a friend.. its a Cookout We gon' drink, we gon' smoke we gon' turn this out.
Chevy another doubie Only papers baby fill it that oh-wee Let a G roll the OG then one for OG Yeah the homie Zig zags baby no Acting you know the Wizzle man, that's my homie If thats gin nigga, me sippin' slow she go slow like a slow leak cop the car the dealer pulled off thumbs up to the homie mac kong young gorillia, my cup overfloweth, i'm a rhyme spiller All day Mr. Count It Up, I lost count I don't ever its enough I get it 100 after 100 so everything you did with that money I done it. Gone.
Chevy I'm chilling, loking, sipping, smoking Like a G On my fly shit.. Clint Eastwood a friend, bring a friend.. its a Cookout We gon' drink, we smoke we gon' turn this bitch out.
Chevy Drop top.. seats deck playing, she a freak It aint about money, it aint my know my name in memory of Rick James Bitch You that I'm a Taylor Dog So to the cops Cartoon "which way'd he go?" Shit, nigga I done 80 O's, then 80s O's, then 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 tell her chill, I'm fucking
Chevy I'm chilling, loking, sipping, smoking a G Should On my fly oldschool shit.. Clint a friend, bring a friend.. its a Cookout We drink, we gon' smoke.. we gon turn this bitch out. I'mma roll one up, and you We smoke old school joints, clint eastwood I'mma roll one up, and you We gon' smoke old school joints, eastwood
Wiz Just parked the time machine you can write a movie off the shit I seen rolling them Khalifa papers up with all of green Smoking when I'm rapping niggas don't get no between Yeah I came up in the game, it took you see I'll you how to get your money up and get high as me Talked to my Dad the other day said he of me My girl she found 30 racks when she found my jeans I told her blow it, like her nose was What you hating me for fam get hoes or something Niggas me for twisting a whole key Fuck around I might you a O or something I'm a let you hold it and you owe us its the shit I be smoking so be carefull how you roll it when you Got a projecter in the crib like Niggas aint talk about it, we know. Taylor we are heros. Motherf**ker
Woods: I'm chilling, loking, sipping, smoking a G Should On my fly oldschool shit.. Eastwood Tell a friend, bring a friend.. its a We gon' drink, we gon' smoke.. we gon turn this out. I'm gon roll one up, and you We gon' smoke old joints, clint eastwood I'm gon roll one up, and you We gon' smoke old school joints, eastwood