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10 steps ahead of niggas, fool
why they fuck wit me instead of these niggas YEA!
Hahaha, yea, this go perfect with my belt
Haha It match my Damiere too
Joints up, ask Louis Vuitton
Uh, bad bitches and cold
You know what it is man, Taylor

(Wiz Khalifa)
No roaches in my car
the game smart
We gone get this
Don't give police a reason to us off
I done the ups
Not a to the downs
But for now we're smoke devers in my
Champagne with bitches foreign names
My homie hit me on the
He want nothin to tell me that i got next
And it G
I'm in your town
Got the bottle, the trees
some movies hit this weed
Yea a nigga livin care
Please Don't blow my fly pardon the high nigga
And duplicate us but the planes but they to be
all the bullshit overcame and still remained a G
clicquot (CLEE-CO) and sour D's smoke
She leave the room, you it on her fingers bro
Askin silly questions, bout where you
Saying you look
Had the of her life not to mention
You ain't been high in a minute
Took over the air
I'm fly, You niggas trying to visit
yea... Yea

(chorus)
ever that paper go,
I'm get it, So mommy are you wit it
I know,
We in the
been high as you are until you get on my flight
Up and the we go
On my plane, momma they know my
Everywhere we go,
And they rep the gang that we go
Everywhere we go,

(Wiz Khalifa)
While you at home on twitter tryna hack in her page and
We smoking and jokes at how lame you is, UH
Hotel room right a by the water even taught her how to use a joint
A tight end became from underground like a
Here like I left back like a spoiler
Give my to valet, waiter take my order
Yall been waitin for real niggas to eat the way they

(Killa Kyleon)
Me and Khalifa, cooler than kush
Good drink that'll ya
Put you in a
on my beepers but i see that bread (clearly tho)
Good is the consequence we legends (really tho)
Minus Kanye, but we got this in common
We get it day and
Could've to it no woman.
I'm the shit, no
Money talk, no
Put the GPS on it, it, im commin
I'm in paper plate it,
Get it, it
And if the creams
boats swangs fascinated
With the life
Haters to the left i got my right
Irish spring make 'em blow it like a bag pipe
Get up a flashlight
VVS's is in my necklace like bad dikes
All my bad like
Mike no homo, Amber Rose, Kim Kardash
5 star chicks, first class like my flight.

(chorus)
Where that paper go,
I'm get it, So mommy are you wit it
I know,
We in the
Never high as you are until you get on my flight
Up and the we go
On my plane, momma they know my
that we go,
And they rep the gang that we go
that we go,