[Wiz - Intro] And thats a of applause and gentleman I'd to shout out Taylor Gang And shout out my car It's big bitch.
Woods - Chorus] I'm chilling, loc'ing, sipping, smoking Like a G On my fly old school shit: Clint a friend, bring a friend, its a Cookout We gon' drink, we smoke We turn this bitch out
[Chevy Woods - 1] another doobie Only papers, baby fill it with ooh-wee Let a G roll the OG, roll one for OG that's the homie Zig zags no leaf Acting like you know the Wizzle man, my homie If gin nigga, pour me Sippin' slow, she go slow like a slow leaf Cop the car the dealer pulled off up to the homie Mac Miller King young gorillia, my cup overflow with im a rhyme spilla 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 with that money I done it Gone!
[Chevy Woods - I'm chilling, loc'ing, sipping, smoking a G Should On my fly oldschool Clint Eastwood Tell a friend, bring a friend, its a We gon' drink, we gon' We gon' turn bitch out
[Chevy - Verse 2] Drop top, seats Tape playing, she a freak It aint about money, it aint my Don't know my name in of Rick James Bitch! You that I'm a Taylor tho? So to the cops Cartoon "which way'd he go?" Shit, I did blew 80 O's, the 80 O's the 80 mo' In my lifetime, No Jay Z Just Oz's, something, smoke weed. Drink liquor, cups No in it, f-ck us up. I her "bitch, I be airborne" Then in a in my lap where her hair gone She it G, she love a n-gga I her chill, I'm f-cking witcha
Woods - Chorus] I'm chilling, loc'ing, sipping, smoking Like a G On my fly oldschool shit: Eastwood Tell a friend, bring a friend, its a We gon' drink, we gon' We gon' turn this out
roll one up, and you should We gon' smoke old school joints: Clint I'm gon one up, and you should We gon' smoke old school joints: Clint
[Wiz Khalifa - 3] Uh, best board the machine bitch You can write a movie off the shit I seen Rolling them papers up with all kinds of green Smoking while I'm rapping n-gga, don't get no between Yeah I up in the game, it took time you see I'll show you how to get your money up and get as me to my Dad the other day said he proud of me My girl says she found 30 racks when she found my I told her blow it, her nose was running What you hatin' me for fam, get some hoes or N-ggas know me for a whole key F-ck I might toss you a O or something I'm a let you it and you owe us nothing its the shit I be so be carefull how you roll it when you puffin' Got a projecter in the crib like N-ggas aint talk about it, we know.
[Chevy Woods - I'm chilling, loc'ing, sipping, smoking Like a G On my fly oldschool shit: Eastwood Tell a friend, bring a friend, its a We gon' drink, we gon' We gon' turn this 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: Eastwood