[Wiz - Intro] And a round of applause Ladies and I'd like to shout out Gang And out my car keys It's big bitch.
[Chevy Woods - I'm just chilling, loc'ing, sipping, a G Should On my fly old school shit: Clint a friend, bring a friend, its a Cookout We gon' drink, we gon' We gon' turn bitch out
[Chevy Woods - 1] Roll another Only papers, baby fill it with that Let a G roll the OG, than one for OG that's the homie Zig baby no leaf like you know the Wizzle man, that's my homie If gin nigga, pour me slow, she go down slow like a slow leaf Cop the car the dealer pulled off thumbs up to the Mac Miller King kong young gorillia, my cup overflow with im a rhyme All day Mr. Count It Up, I lost count I don't ever think its I get it 100 after 100 so everything you did that money I done done it Gone!
[Chevy - Chorus] I'm chilling, loc'ing, sipping, smoking Like a G On my fly oldschool Clint Eastwood a friend, bring a friend, its a Cookout We gon' drink, we smoke We gon' turn this out
Woods - Verse 2] Drop top, seats Tape playing, she a freak It aint about money, it aint my Don't know my name in memory of James Bitch! You that I'm a Taylor tho? So to the cops George "which way'd he go?" Shit, n-gga I did 80 O's, the 80 O's the 80 mo' In my lifetime, No Jay Z Just Oz's, something, smoke weed. Drink liquor, double No in it, f-ck us up. I her "bitch, I be airborne" in a minute in my lap where her hair gone She Keep it G, she a n-gga I tell her chill, I'm witcha
[Chevy - Chorus] I'm just chilling, loc'ing, sipping, Like a G On my fly oldschool Clint Eastwood Tell a friend, a friend, its a Cookout We gon' drink, we gon' We gon' this bitch out
I'ma roll one up, and you We smoke old school joints: Clint Eastwood I'm gon one up, and you should We gon' smoke old school joints: Clint
[Wiz Khalifa - 3] Uh, board the time machine bitch You can write a movie off the shit I seen Rolling them Khalifa papers up all kinds of green Smoking while I'm rapping n-gga, don't get no between I came up in the game, it took time you see I'll show you how to get money up and get high as me Talk to my Dad the other day he proud of me My girl says she found 30 racks when she found my I told her blow it, like her nose was What you hatin' me for fam, get some hoes or N-ggas know me for a whole key F-ck around I might toss you a O or 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 N-ggas gotta talk about it, we know.
Woods - Chorus] I'm just chilling, loc'ing, sipping, a G Should On my fly oldschool Clint Eastwood Tell a friend, bring a friend, its a We drink, we gon' smoke We gon' this bitch out
roll one up, and you should We gon' smoke old school joints: Clint I'm gon roll one up, and you We gon' smoke old school Clint Eastwood