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

(Wiz Khalifa)
No joint in my car
Play the game
We gone get cheese
give police a reason to fuck us off
I seen the ups
Not a to the downs
But for now we're devers in my loft
Champagne with with foreign names
My hit me on the text
He want nothin just to tell me that i got
And it G
I'm in your town
Got the bottle, the trees
some movies hit this weed
Yea a livin care free
Please Don't blow my fly pardon the high tendencies
And duplicate us but the planes but pretend to be
all the bullshit overcame and still remained a G
clicquot (CLEE-CO) slow and sour D's
She leave the room, you it on her fingers bro
Askin silly questions, where you been
Saying you different
Had the time of her life not to
You ain't been high in a minute
Took ownership the air
I'm fly, You just trying to visit
yea... Yea

(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 you get on my flight
Up and the we go
On my plane, momma know my name
that we go,
And they rep the everywhere that we go
that we go,

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

(Killa Kyleon)
Me and Khalifa, cooler than reefer
Good drink seat ya
Put you in a
Louis on my beepers but i see bread (clearly tho)
Good is the consequence we legends (really tho)
Kanye, but we got this money 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, Locate it, im
I'm in somethin paper it,
Get it, it
And if the bomb
Super boats 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 lookin like bad dikes
All my bad like
Mike no homo, Rose, Kim Kardash type
5 star chicks, first class my last flight.

(chorus)
Where ever paper go,
I'm goin get it, So 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, they know my name
that we go,
And they rep the gang everywhere we go
Everywhere we go,