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

(Wiz Khalifa)
No roaches in my car
Play the game
We get this cheese
give police a reason to fuck us off
I done the ups
Not a to the downs
But for now we're smoke devers in my
Champagne bitches with foreign names
My hit me on the text
He nothin just to tell me that i got next
And it G
I'm in your town
Got the bottle, bring the
Watch some movies hit weed
Yea a nigga care free
Please Don't blow my fly the high nigga tendencies
And duplicate us but the but they pretend to be
Through all the bullshit overcame and remained a G
clicquot (CLEE-CO) slow and D's smoke
She leave the room, you smell it on her bro
Askin silly questions, bout where you
you look different
Had the of her life not to mention
You ain't been this in a minute
ownership over the air
I'm fly, You just trying to visit
yea... Yea

(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 until you get on my
Up and the we go
On my plane, they know my name
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 end became from underground like a oiler
Here like I never back like a spoiler
Give my keys to valet, waiter take my
Yall been for real niggas to eat the way they oughta

(Killa Kyleon)
Me and Khalifa, cooler than kush
Good drink seat ya
Put you in a
Louis on my beepers but i see bread (clearly tho)
Good music is the consequence we (really tho)
Minus Kanye, but we got this 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 paper plate it,
Get it, it
And if the bomb
boats swangs fascinated
With the fast
Haters to the left i got my cash
Irish spring green 'em blow it like a bag pipe
Get up like a
VVS's is in my necklace lookin bad dikes
All my bitches bad
Mike no homo, Amber Rose, Kim type
5 star chicks, first class like my flight.

(chorus)
Where ever 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, they know my name
Everywhere we go,
And they rep the gang everywhere we go
that we go,