[Wiz - Verse 1] Adjust my V vision Fall up in the As long as me and my get in Every n-gga I came with, came to spend On popping and tipping waitresses G'd up, what you this is? Put your feet up, the fast, life mama speed up Pop the cork, the weed up ain't f-cking with the bar Still nothing changed but the horses in my car Usually ain't into showing hoes where I But tonight we gon' go to my Be on your toes, your boyfriend that weed on your clothes He don't know what I did, drop you off at your Work by 8, almost 6, plus your n-gga he starting to catch wind Look at your phone, end Can't hurt him what he doesn't know Plus you figure both grown, come on
Money a thang Tell the waitress call and bring a for every n-gga that's here with me That's the kinda I'm on G-Shit I'm on, I'm on Got n-ggas rolling Bitches with their in the air the DJ damn that's my song I ain't fall in love with you Let me fill your cup then find our way
Khalifa - Verse 2] High off the I'm living Rooftop you need binocular vision Order a few shots and things that you say you do not do You probably gonna in Say it's wrong, I it a statement for the mission To get you high as you want, break code Skip the to the front Ride top down, fire the skunk, soon as the get down Roll one ? a couple of you, bring my one The bitches can't roll weed, I ain't f-cking with just real shit, spend Vegas chips, all expense paid trips Buy the champagne and spill it, we don't a sip And you with me in VIP taking risk Home saying shit like "Rose my favorite" Plus I'm rolling up all weed you ever smell Weed in hair, weed in your nail, she under a spell
x2] Money a thang Tell the waitress call and a bottle for every n-gga that's here with me the kinda G-Shit I'm on G-Shit I'm on, I'm on Got n-ggas weed Bitches with their in the air the DJ damn that's my song I ain't trying in love with you Let me fill cup then find our way home