[Wiz Khalifa - And thats a of applause Ladies and I'd like to shout out Gang And shout out my car big business bitch.
[Chevy Woods - I'm chilling, loc'ing, sipping, smoking Like a G On my fly old school shit: Clint Tell a friend, a friend, its a Cookout We gon' drink, we gon' We gon' turn this out
[Chevy Woods - 1] Roll another Only papers, baby it with that ooh-wee 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 thats gin nigga, me Sippin' slow, she go slow like a slow leaf Cop the car from the off thumbs up to the homie Mac Miller King kong young gorillia, my cup overflow im a rhyme spilla All day Mr. Count It Up, I lost count I ever think its enough I get it 100 after 100 so everything you did with that I done done it Gone!
Woods - Chorus] I'm chilling, loc'ing, sipping, smoking a G Should On my fly oldschool shit: Clint Tell a friend, bring a friend, its a We gon' drink, we gon' We gon' turn bitch out
[Chevy Woods - 2] Drop top, leather Tape playing, she a freak It about money, it aint my language Don't my name in memory of Rick James Bitch! You know that I'm a Taylor So to the cops Cartoon George "which he go?" Shit, I did blew 80 O's, the 80 O's the 80 mo' In my lifetime, No Jay Z Oz's, roll 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 tell her chill, I'm witcha
Woods - Chorus] I'm chilling, loc'ing, sipping, smoking a G Should On my fly shit: Clint Eastwood a friend, bring a friend, its a Cookout We gon' drink, we gon' We gon' turn bitch out
I'ma roll one up, and you We gon' old school joints: Clint Eastwood I'm gon roll one up, and you We smoke old school joints: Clint Eastwood
[Wiz - Verse 3] Uh, best board the machine bitch You can write a movie off the I done seen them Khalifa papers up with all kinds of green Smoking I'm rapping n-gga, don't get no time between Yeah I up in the game, it took time you see I'll show you how to get your up and get high as me Talk to my Dad the other day said he of me My girl she found 30 racks when she found my jeans I told her it, like her nose was running 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 it and you owe us nothing its the shit I be smoking so be carefull how you roll it when you Got a projecter in the crib like aint gotta talk about it, we know.
[Chevy Woods - I'm just chilling, loc'ing, sipping, a G Should On my fly oldschool shit: Clint Tell a friend, a friend, its a Cookout We gon' drink, we smoke We gon' turn bitch out
roll one up, and you should We gon' smoke old school Clint Eastwood I'm gon roll one up, and you We gon' smoke old school joints: Clint