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

(Wiz Khalifa)
No joint in my car
Play the smart
We get this cheese
give police a reason to fuck us off
I seen the ups
Not a stranger to the
But for now we're devers in my loft
Champagne with bitches with foreign
My hit me on the text
He want just to tell me that i got next
And it G
I'm in your frequently
Got the bottle, bring the
Watch some movies hit weed
Yea a nigga care free
Please blow my fly pardon the high nigga tendencies
And us but the planes but they pretend to be
Through all the bullshit overcame and still a G
clicquot (CLEE-CO) slow and sour D's
She leave the room, you smell it on her bro
Askin questions, bout where you been
you look different
Had the time of her life not to
You been this high in a minute
Took ownership the air
I'm fly, You niggas just to visit
yea... Yea

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

(Wiz Khalifa)
While you at home on twitter tryna in her page and shit
We smoking and crackin at how lame you is, UH
Hotel room right a by the water even taught her how to use a joint
A tight end from underground like a oiler
Here I never left back like a spoiler
Give my keys to valet, waiter take my
Yall been waitin for real niggas to eat the way oughta

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

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