Karate / Never Hesitate lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Chevy Woods & Darrius Willrich)

[Part I: Karate]

[Wiz Khalifa & Chevy Woods:]

Cup full of gin, I want her and her friend

I might fuck once, but I never ever call again

Fucked your bitch in my vans, slapped the shit up out yo' man

Fuck the police, I go HAM

Hit her from the back like, "Damn!"

Damn! How you get all that?

All that OG in my joint, how you hit all that?

I be always movin' forward, I ain't never movin' backwards

Natural with the talent, I don't ever have to practice

And since we talkin' practice bitch, I'm ballin' just like Iverson

My new bitch immaculate and I'm so used to traffickin'

I be with the baddest bitch and best believe I'm stabbin' it

I hit her with the magic stick, my car could do a magic trick

You can't lock me down baby, let me live my life

Whip a four into a six, 'cause baby I'm not nice

Ayy, you ain't bossed up nigga, you can't change that price

Tried to short me, got him on the phone like, "Make that right"

Got a plane to catch, we can only fuck for 30 minutes

Say she got a man, but she say she love me when I'm in it

I'm a real nigga, scratch my tattoos when I hit it

Fuck her real good, make her call a Uber when I'm finished

That's my nigga Chev, I get to the bag

Flight came wit' a bed, yo' bitch give me head

Like, "Ooh!", ooh she smart

This a spaceship, this a robot, watch it park

Cup full of gin, now we're huntin' her friend

I might fuck once, but I never ever call again

Fucked your bitch in my vans, slapped the shit up out yo' man

Fuck the police, I go HAM

Hit her from the back like, "Damn!", (ooh)

I can see the plot (ooh)

Ooh, I just bagged a thot (ooh)

Diamonds, they be dancing macarena in my watch

Sippin' Faygo, servin' Legos baby, you know I have blocks, ayy

Mother-fuck the neighbours, they was wishin' that it stop, woo

Gun in my crib and we gettin' it André

Gettin' them Benjamins all day

No I ain't payin' attention, my charm is a artist, my chain a magician

Pourin' and drinkin', I'm sippin', I'm in there one time roll that dank and I'm finished

And my bitch bad like Dennis the Menace, I gave her the business

I just fucked your baby mama, ooh boy, you the enemy

Text and said she sick and need the dick, she want the remedy

I just want the headshot, I just want the Kennedy

Got to rappin' like I'm Wopo, don't know what got into me

Cup full of gin, now we're huntin' her friend

I might fuck once, but I never ever call again

Fucked your bitch in my vans, slapped the shit up out yo' man

Fuck the police, I go HAM

Hit her from the back like, "Damn!"

[Part II: Never Hesitate]

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Pounds of good smoke

Used to smoke blunts, but now it's paper she roll (two)

And I'm with some gangstas, gangstas

And I'm with some gangstas

Uh, heaven and glory

She so high tellin' me stories

Puttin' on for the G's before me

We the motherfucking gang, Army, Navy, Air Force

Blowin' KK got me airborne

Gettin' comfortable's what I'm here for

Confidence in my approach, the fans wanna hear more

Therefore, I built this whole belief that I'ma stand on the foundation, that's real

Smokin' on what Beatrix wanted to do to Bill

Chill, as my driver turns the wheel

Rollin' papers, never let the paper stand still

I'm on a mission and I can, will

Eliminate the competition to destroy the enemy, just gotta break the image

[Darrius Willrich:]

How do I anticipate

What I need in my relationship with you

How do I never hesitate

When I'm afraid and don't understand what to do

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Got your nigga emotional

Goin' through his feelings

Never fit in but always manage to get my dividends

We at the crib, bring your friends

I could show you how I live

Say you want to fuck but it depends

I met her at Penn, leave 'em in the wind

Hardly ever call them again

Swedish bitch, call her Harley Quinn

Nigga, your squad hardly win

I could just send out one call them hoes fallin' in

They cheerin' for the kid 'cause I'm ballin'

Winter, spring, summer, fall, I just want it all

Got a joint rolled for each and every one of y'all

All my clothes is recent, all my hoes is decent

Can't join us or beat us

[Darrius Willrich:]

How do I anticipate

What I need in my relationship with you

How do I never hesitate

When I'm afraid and don't understand what to do

Got you rollin' papers, got you rollin' papers

Pullin' up to Ubers, wakin' up the neighbors

Got you rollin' papers, got you rollin' papers

Got you rollin' papers, got you rollin' papers

Fallin' asleep, wakin' up days later

Huh-huh-huh-huh

And it ain't about the clout nigga

It's about getting paid and smokin' out

That's what we about

Hah-hah-hah-hah

Fr Fr lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Lil Skies)

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Nigga for real, for real

My niggas is real, for real

I'm the field for real

I'm 'bout my check for real

I'm 'bout my respect for real

My diamonds are crystal clear

I'm shining from ear to ear

Roll with the paper, see them lames later

Can't save her, her nigga stepped out, now she sayin' what she really think

Rollin' up pounds of dank

Open accounts, no matter where we at, smoking there and back

Eyes barely open, not never smokin'

Hit it once and she choke

2 K's, that means it's potent

Can't overdose but my strain explosive

Trained to go, my chain, it glow

Everything you see, I paid for

Gang or croak

[Wiz Khalifa & Lil Skies:]

Nigga for real, for real

My niggas is real, for real

I'm in the field, for real

I'm 'bout my check for real

I'm 'bout my respect for real

My diamonds are crystal clear

I'm shining from ear to ear

Nigga for real, for real

My niggas is real, for real

I'm in the field, for real

I'm 'bout my check for real

I'm 'bout my respect for real

My diamonds are crystal clear (they clear)

I'm shining from ear to ear

[Lil Skies:]

I'm shinin' from ear to ear

Stand my ground, I ain't showin' no fear

I done came up like the top of the stairs

These niggas hate 'cause they cannot compare, aw shit

I'm in the crowd with the mosh pit

I hit the stage and they show tits

I'm in the game, I can't forfeit

Honestly, I'ma make more hits

Hop in the coupe and I swerve into lady

She gave me top because I am the greatest

I stayed the same and then came all the changes

You wanna know what it's like to be famous

Rollin' up weed in public (in public)

Skies be on all of that fuck shit (that fuck shit)

I'm ballin' bitch, like I got buckets (got buckets)

And they hate 'cause we stunt like nothing, biatch! (whoa)

[Wiz Khalifa & Lil Skies:]

Nigga for real, for real (for real)

My niggas is real, for real (for real)

I'm in the field for real (for real)

I'm 'bout my check for real (for real)

I'm 'bout my respect for real (let's go)

My diamonds are crystal clear (uh-huh)

I'm shining from ear to ear (cash, cash, whoa)

Nigga for real, for real

My niggas is real, for real

I'm in the field for real

I'm 'bout my check for real

I'm 'bout my respect for real

My diamonds are crystal clear

I'm shining from ear to ear

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Yeah

I'm 'bout the bag, for real

I'm 'bout that cash, for real

Shorty got ass, for real (pssh)

If it's no mask, it's for real

I'm on that gas, for real

My niggas trap for real

Runnin the game

You speak of me, put "Big Homie" in front of my name

For every one of you lames

Y'all unoriginal niggas, they all sound the same

I stay ballin', money like a faucet

It stay runnin', runnin', runnin'

I can't call it, got the bug

I think they caught it

I'm with bosses

Nigga for real, for real

My niggas is real, for real

I'm in the field for real

I'm 'bout my check for real

I'm 'bout my respect for real

My diamonds are crystal clear

I'm shining from ear to ear

Nigga for real, for real

My niggas is real, for real

I'm the field for real

I'm 'bout my check for real

I'm 'bout my respect for real

My diamonds are crystal clear

I'm shining from ear to ear

King lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Yeah, bitch I'm a king

I fly overseas

Grind for the cheese

I grind for the paper

I ride for my team

And anywhere I go

I roll up the weed

She roll up with me

Because I'm a king

I fly overseas

Grind for the cheese

I grind for the paper

I ride for my team

And anywhere I go

I roll up the weed

She roll up with me

Because I'm a king

Ain't no debating

New car, another one waiting

I ride slow, remember faces

Go hard no matter what the case is

Hands down, one of the fans' favourite

Not the one to play with

Rich, young

Not really trippin' on being famous

Taylor Gang, can't a thing tame us

Hundred million on my brain

Groupies fuck me 'cause of my chain

When I bleed just my name

Man, the shit that I did for my gang

Yeah, bitch I'm a king

I fly overseas

Grind for the cheese

I grind for the paper

I ride for my team

And anywhere I go

I roll up the weed

She roll up with me

Because I'm a king

I fly overseas

Grind for the cheese

I grind for the paper

I ride for my team

And anywhere I go

I roll up the weed

She roll up with me

Because I'm a king

Real nigga

Been in the game, you's a lil' nigga

Diamonds on my chest now they Hilfiger

Won't rest 'till I get a mil', nigga

Always movin' forward, never still, nigga

Always on my job, never chill, nigga

Came from the 'Burgh field, how I feel nigga

Now I'm in the Hills where I live, nigga

Always said I do it big (do it big)

Now them bitches get lost when they in my crib (in my crib)

Yeah, I always go hard that's how I live (that's how I live)

Got it, I got more to give

Don't grind and it won't appear

Take shots, there's smoke in the air

Yeah, bitch I'm a king

I fly overseas

Grind for the cheese

I grind for the paper

I ride for my team

And anywhere I go

I roll up the weed

She roll up with me

Because I'm a king

I fly overseas

Grind for the cheese

I grind for the paper

I ride for my team

And anywhere I go

I roll up the weed

She roll up with me

Because I'm a king

Light it up, light it up

Light it up, light it up (ooh, yeah)

Light it up (yeah), light it up (ooh, yeah)

Light it up (yeah), light it up (ooh, yeah)

Light it up, light it up

Light it up (ooh, yeah), light it up (ooh)

Light it up (ooh, yeah), light it up, light it up

Yeah, bitch I'm a king

I fly overseas

Grind for the cheese

I grind for the paper

I ride for my team

And anywhere I go

I roll up the weed

She roll up with me

Because I'm a king

I fly overseas

Grind for the cheese

I grind for the paper

I ride for my team

And anywhere I go

I roll up the weed

She roll up with me

Because I'm a king

Gin And Drugs lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Problem)

[Wiz Khalifa & Problem:]

Up in this bitch and we all faded

Fuck 'bout a bitch, no we don't save her

Nothin' to a boss, do my own thing

It's money over hoes, no I'm no stranger

Want more bounce, we got more ounces

Want more bounce, we got more ounces

Want more bounce, we got more ounces

Want more bounce, we got more ounces

Gin and drugs, gin and drugs

Gin and drugs, we got gin and drugs

Gin and drugs, gin and drugs

Gin and drugs, we got gin and drugs

We got

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Only on Gin and them drugs, I walked in, in the club

About three of them, dawg I'm not kiddin'

When I tell you if you came with your bitch

Then it's the end of my car, push-start the engine

Let's start from the beginning

With a young nigga from the 'Burgh

Smokin' weed, gettin' money, fuck what you heard

Know they hate 'cause I'm flyer than I ever been

High off a medicine

Bitch bad, her ass fat, I'll probably let her in

Ball so fuckin' hard I need a letterman

Know a couple niggas that I'm better than

Pussy, I don't sweat it or the money 'cause I get it

Taylor Gang on top, just remember that I said it

Fuck this nigga bitch, grab my shit, then I jetted

[Wiz Khalifa & Problem:]

Up in this bitch and we all faded

Fuck 'bout a bitch, no we don't save her

Nothin' to a boss, do my own thing

It's money over hoes, no I'm no stranger

Want more bounce, we got more ounces

Want more bounce, we got more ounces

Want more bounce, we got more ounces

Want more bounce, we got more ounces

Gin and drugs, gin and drugs

Gin and drugs, we got gin and drugs

Gin and drugs, gin and drugs

Gin and drugs, we got gin and drugs

We got!

[Problem:]

Baby it's fuck day, who wanna bang?

Even though I had some, right 'fore I came

It's lit though!

Girl you ain't fuckin' what you here for?

Got at least 3 zips rolled, all ready

Wiz brought another jar with him

Gin and drugs got me feelin' like a car hit him

'Round 6 a.m once I hit my DM

Didn't have a rubber so she got to feel this skin

Money stacks stack high, bruh this don't bend

What's up with your friend? Biatch!

Ho, yeah-yeah-yeah

Feeling like Mitch when the light hit him

Married to the money, let the rice hit him

[Wiz Khalifa & Problem:]

Up in this bitch and we all faded

Fuck 'bout a bitch, no we don't save her

Nothin' to a boss, do my own thing

It's money over hoes, no I'm no stranger

Want more bounce, we got more ounces

Want more bounce, we got more ounces

Want more bounce, we got more ounces

Want more bounce, we got more ounces

Gin and drugs, gin and drugs

Gin and drugs, we got gin and drugs

Gin and drugs, gin and drugs

Gin and drugs, we got gin and drugs

We got!

420 Freestyle lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

30, you a fool for this one

Mike WiLL Made-It

Han

Ear Drummers

I was posted on the block with a big ass joint

Police everywhere so we stay on point

Money in my hand, pockets stay on swole

And if you ever ask a question nigga we don't know

Don't be talking to me crazy if you ain't 'bout drama

And don't even be hittin' my phone if it ain't about commas

Imma ride every day for my gang with no problems

And if a nigga want beef, we filet 'em and chop 'em

I get high every day, you can say I'm a doctor

Got my niggas out the streets, you can say I'm a prophet

I got money in the bank, it can't fit in no wallet

I got niggas in the pen, but that ain't on the topic

Roll the weed in the paper you would think it was college

Got my mind on my money, I'm just focused and honest

If a nigga talk crazy then we leavin' him tarnished

Yeah my crib in the hills but I came from the bottom

I ain't worried about the mills cause I already got 'em

Everytime I'm in the bank trying make a deposit

If I'm hoppin' on the plane, know I'm gon' make a profit

Got the keys to the game if I wanna unlock it

I'll be smokin' KK til' you think I'm unconscious

I'm a real ass nigga know my style ain't polished

You's a fake ass nigga know you can't come 'round us

Was round good weed back when our parents could ground us

Now I'm doin' real shit that they say that they proud of

Fucked up situations trying get my guys out of

If you see a nigga with me best believe that they 'bout it

Taylor Gang or they die best believe that they shout it

I pour up a lot of drink come to weed need a mountain

Keep the money comin' in run to me like a fountain

Lot of fuck niggas hate, I can see 'em they doubt it

Don't approach the situation they just reaching around it

I ain't scared of confrontation me I'm speaking about it

I got so much fuckin' money that I need an accountant

I'm so big you don't see me, you just reading about it

If you coming at the Gang then you need to reroute it

Wanna know how I maintain well the secrets they solid

Niggas wanna know the formula cause we done found it

Make another 100 mill, I ain't gone be cool about it

Made my way up out my city yeah it can be kinda violent

Cause when you gettin' money niggas try to slide on you

And when it's said and done them hoes switch sides on you

But I got 4 dime pieces at the crib waiting for me

2 cell phones cause the money keep comin'

O's in my bank, ain't no one fucking with me

Smokin' KK like everyday 420

B Ok lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

My bad, I came in and fell straight asleep

Tired as a muhfucker

Uh!

It was 2009, and I was just gettin' home off tour

Doin' hella shows for my fans

And I could tell that everybody want more

Ain't ever wait for nobody, we kicked through that front door

And always did our own thing

Can't tell you niggas wanna front for

We bought cones and stuffed more, past girls, you cuffed yours

Spent nights on the airplane goin' too hard, like what for?

And all I did was make time but I ain't take enough for myself

Just doin' shit for everybody else, I ain't hardly even by myself

Family time is slowed down, cause they want me to burn out

Seen the end of this movie, they don't know how it turns out

Say they all gon' still love me if I don't make another hit song

If I don't take time to embrace it

What's the point of doin' this for?

I'm packin' up my bags, book a night, another hotel

It's a lot that could go down so I'm hopin' everything goes well

Came in to this game, givin' rules to you lames

Be the one that's holding you down, tryna count you out

It's a shame

And that's fucked up

But as long as I got my family and my niggas

Everything'll be okay

(Be okay, be okay, be okay, be okay)

And that's fucked up

But as long as I got my family and my niggas

Everything'll be okay

(Be okay, be okay, be okay, be okay)

It was 2014, and I was 'bout to go world tourin'

You was all up in my face sayin' that you want more

And I was gettin' tired of frontin' for the public

Sayin' I could do without it but you seem like you love it

I remember all of the subjects

That we would argue 'bout day and night

Do the best that I can, no matter what, I can't make it right

When you said you felt single, I remember like it was yesterday

How the fuck you hold me down

When you ain't take my last name?

I tried hard to move past things, came home, made shit change

Had to make a hard decision, let you go

It's time to do what's best for me

We went to Colorado, we was there for your friends' wedding

I was tryin' to hold it together but I felt like we were ending

I remember the beginning but this ain't nowhere close to that

Seen some shit you didn't like, said some shit that wasn't facts

Never thought 'bout gettin' back by puttin' your business out

In the end you made it seem like I ain't the one who held you down

And that's fucked up

But as long as I got my family and my niggas

Everything'll be okay

(Be okay, be okay, be okay, be okay)

And that's fucked up

But as long as I got my family and my niggas

Everything'll be okay

(Be okay, be okay, be okay, be okay)

We ain't hurtin' no mo', we ain't fighting no mo'

Cause everything, cause everything is okay

We ain't hurtin' no mo' (I swear), we ain't fighting no mo' (no)

Cause everything, cause everything is okay

We ain't hurtin' no mo' (we ain't gotta hurt no more, bro)

We ain't fighting no mo'

Cause everything, cause everything is okay

We ain't hurtin' no mo' (no), we ain't fighting no mo' (nah)

Cause everything, cause everything is okay

Okay, okay, I'm a be okay

Okay, okay, I'm a be okay

(Be okay, be okay, be okay, be okay)

Okay, okay, I'm a be okay

Okay, okay, I'm a be okay

(Be okay, be okay, be okay, be okay)

It was 2017, the day before my son birthday

The week before my mom birthday

That's the day you passed away

Can't feel too bad because I know I see you again one day

But right now I can't help but feel this pain

And that's fucked up

But as long as I got my family and my niggas

Everything'll be okay

(Be okay, be okay, be okay, be okay)

And that's fucked up

But as long as I got my family and my niggas

Everything'll be okay

(Be okay, be okay, be okay, be okay)

It's On You lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Everybody wants someone to blame

Taking losses that's part of the game

Ain't forgetting how far that we came, hey

Everybody wants someone to blame

Taking losses that's part of the game

Ain't forgetting how far that we came, hey

Uh, if you made for the top, then you gon' make it to the top

And you gon' keep goin' because the game don't stop

If you always stay ten toes you ain't gon' flop

Lot of doors will get closed but ain't gon' lock

Things, they change it's a newer game

Niggas who talk but won't do the same

Plus they all broke, I see through the fame

Invest in yourself like you do them chains

Next year is you gon' be on private planes

And you can't blame anyone

It's on you, you, you

Don't give in, keep on goin'

And you can't blame anyone

It's on you, you, you

Don't give in, keep on goin'

L.A. to Miami, Atlanta to Houston, New York

Do what you gotta do for now it makes you feel important

You could be in the room with bosses, won't even absorb it

Cause you too busy livin' out what you see in the portrait

All the things you involve with

Are just the smallest problems

I ain't gon' need a part in

And I'm just being honest

You need to take some time to yourself and think about it

Grow up, quit being childish

I wanna see you balance

Don't think you're being challenged

And you can't blame anyone

It's on you, you, you

Don't give in, keep on goin'

And you can't blame anyone

It's on you, you, you

Don't give in, keep on goin'

Everybody wants someone to blame

Taking losses that's part of the game

Ain't forgetting how far that we came, hey

Everybody wants someone to blame

Taking losses that's part of the game

Ain't forgetting how far that we came, hey

Reach For The Stars lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Bone Thugs-N-Harmony)

[Layzie Bone:]

(Twinkle, twinkle)

(Twinkle, twinkle)

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Might as well reach for the stars

Way up in the air where you belong

Might as well reach for the stars

Even if you don't make it, you'll still be with the great ones, yeah

(Yeah)

My path, been clear

The bottom, been there

My plate, gon' share

My grind, took years

I've faced, my fears

I've passed, my peers

I've switched, them gears

They in, the rear

Goin' hard, there no stoppin' him

Everyday gotta thank God again

Money really ain't no problem

Nigga talk crazy, gon' ride on him

Niggas turn they back

Then they wanna be on your side again

Nigga keep it G like alphabet

We ain't tryna be on the ground

[Layzie Bone:]

Better go for the gusto

Way up on the rack, my muscle

I'm a get mine's, it's always been cutthroat

Ten toes to the ground, I must blow

On my way up, but I do this for us though

Whatever you set your mind to you can do that, do that

On the ground, full-time I shine cause I'm puttin' in work nigga true that, true that

Ain't it funny how the world go round

Ain't nothin' new to me under the sun

If I did it, Wiz did it, Kray did it, player

Put it up on Bone you can get ya some

Just take that "can't" up outta your vocab

You so bad

Tell the world that you can, can

Little man, man

You gon' land

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Might as well reach for the stars

Way up in the air where you belong

Might as well reach for the stars

Even if you don't make it, you'll still be with the great ones, yeah

Might as well reach for the stars

Way up in the air where you belong

Might as well reach for the stars

Even if you don't make it, you'll still be with the great ones, yeah

[Krayzie Bone:]

Reach for the stars

Why not go Mars?

We go way too hard

Ya'll niggas still in cars

No limit the galaxy ours

Shaking these suckas like gravity

To the bottom they constantly grabbin' me

Let 'em know, straight face

Ya'll niggas can't fuck with Kray

But I'm on the brand new wave

And I know that these niggas beneath me

Keep 'em beneath me mane

Keepin' the heat, niggas is creepin, I gotta keep the thang

They don't wanna see me shine but the nigga's so sick with the grind

And they don't wanna see Kray high, so high, I'm scraping the sky

[Bizzy Bone:]

Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone

It's that Thuggish, Ruggish, Bone

Just like I keep my gun on me

I keep my hustle on

I know what I'm worth and I ain't wrong

Bet I'm in a betterment

I bet I'm in a zone

Telling me I better take a cut and I'll be gone

Currency, I finna reach for the stars

But don't you worry me

Currently, the future of this music starts to worry me

That's all ya'll, all ya'll, all ya'll

Cannabis Sativa

And Wiz Khalifa ya'll

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Might as well reach for the stars

Way up in the air where you belong

Might as well reach for the stars

Even if you don't make it, you'll still be with the great ones, yeah

Might as well reach for the stars

Way up in the air where you belong

Might as well reach for the stars

Even if you don't make it, you'll still be with the great ones, yeah

[Flesh-N-Bone:]

Tell me how far is that you see

I'm in another galaxy

Fuck Scotty I'mma beam you up then back down, check this reality

So that give 'em a full dose of ambition, that's ammunition

That click and that clack don't stop it's that drug I'm cookin' in the kitchen

How many pounds a day?

Maybe get few keys of yay

Ya'll heard but they sound like they say

Ya'll fuck around, they don't play

Everyday, it's a special occasion

Everyday, it's a celebration

Everyday, a brand new creation

Everyday, got a brand new hater

[Wish Bone:]

Rewind, rewind

You can get the state of mind

And then never give in to it

Speak into existence

Put more weight on the best life, live relentless, (relentless)!

Do the most, do the most

And if I'm close, I never think lose

Never think lose

Not this dude

And if it comes 'round to it, do it

Stand in my way, and I'm a show how we do it, do it

Thugs us no play, no conscience leave 'em all clueless

I do this, do this. Go against the goal. Need I say? That's foolish

Rope-a-dope style on the ropes

Better than me then prove it

[Layzie Bone:]

(Twinkle, twinkle)

(Twinkle, twinkle)

(Twinkle, twinkle)

(Twinkle, twinkle)

(Twinkle, twinkle)

(Twinkle, twinkle)

(Twinkle, twinkle)

(Twinkle, twinkle)

All Of A Sudden lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. THEMXXNLIGHT)

[THEMXXNLIGHT:]

Call me to reach me

Call me to reach me

Only when you wanna see me

Oh, then we go dancin'

I can feel us romancin'

Girl, why you actin'

Goddamn, you attractin'

All the attention

You make a good impression

(I see the moon in your eyes)

All of a sudden (you go out of sight)

All of a sudden (you go out of sight)

All of a sudden (you go out of sight)

[Wiz Khalifa:]

I hear you when you callin'

I need you in the mornin'

I feel you when you walk in

Conversation, I'ma spark it

No time, I ain't gon waste it

My time, I'm gonna take it

Slow it down, we love makin'

Speed it up, say that's your favorite

Say something good to me

Say something good to me

Say something good to me

Say something good to me

I got just what you need

We gon drink and roll the weed

Ain't gon fall in love with me

That's just how it's supposed to be

[THEMXXNLIGHT:]

Call me to reach me

Only when you wanna see me

Oh, then we go dancin'

I can feel us romancin'

Girl, why you actin'

Goddamn, you attractin'

All the attention

You make a good impression

(I see the moon in your eyes)

All of a sudden (you go out of sight)

All of a sudden (you go out of sight)

All of a sudden (you go out of sight)

[Wiz Khalifa:]

(Uh) Ooh, wonder where you went to

I know what we went through, 'cause at first, we were cool

Now you up in my room, doin' what grown people do

You want me, me on you

Hit me up when we're through

And say something good to me

Say something good to me

Say something good to me

Say something good to me

Hit it so good, you go to sleep

Didn't know you was a freak

Got me fuckin' up my sheets

Before I know, you gone away

[THEMXXNLIGHT:]

Call me to reach me

Only when you wanna see me

Oh, then we go dancin'

I can feel us romancin'

Girl, why you actin'

Goddamn, you attractin'

All the attention

You make a good impression

(I see the moon in your eyes)

All of a sudden (you go out of sight)

All of a sudden (you go out of sight)

All of a sudden (you go out of sight)

[Chevy Woods, Wiz Khalifa & THEMXXNLIGHT:]

Yeah

She like real cool

She don't wanna be bothered

She like, I'ma fuck wit you

Just don't lie to me

You gettin' lied to bitch

Call me to reach me

Call me, reach me

Homework lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. THEMXXNLIGHT)

[MXXNLIGHT:]

I been in my zone (I been in my zone)

I just wanna know (I just wanna know)

Why you left me in the cold (why you left me in the cold)

Now you're blowin' up my phone (now you're blowin' up my phone)

Only when I get a check, you wanna call me

Every other night, you go out poppin' molly

People think you're nice, but girl you're really naughty

I hit up Santa, had to tell him you're a thotty

You'll never be my wife, not me, I want none of that

When I roll the dice, you'll see, I get double that

Everytime I shoot, I'm like DeRozan, it goes in

Thought I took a shot on you, but girl, you were not chosen

You'll never be my wife, not me, I want none of that

When I roll the dice, you'll see, I get double that

Everytime I shoot, I'm like DeRozan, it goes in

Thought I took a shot on you, but girl, you were not chosen

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Uh, got all the papers rolled

Used to be Backwoods, now it's cones

Fuck a DM, I'm slidin' through your home

You sendin' them pics to my phone

You like that I'm well known

But still be hella low

On point, your friends ain't gotta know

Don't go tellin' 'em 'bout my stroke

She might want to find out

Ain't nothin' new, this happens all the time

Pressure break pipes, hit me late night

Ain't the gang, it ain't right, yeah

[MXXNLIGHT:]

You'll never be my wife, not me, I want none of that

When I roll the dice, you'll see, I get double that

Everytime I shoot, I'm like DeRozan, it goes in

Thought I took a shot on you, but girl, you were not chosen

You'll never be my wife, not me, I want none of that

When I roll the dice, you'll see, I get double that

Everytime I shoot, I'm like DeRozan, it goes in

Thought I took a shot on you, but girl, you were not chosen

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Finally free, high off the tree

Nigga had a lockdown, she was under siege

Wanna be flyin' places and smokin' in peace

On the runnin' team with my own machine

They ain't comin' close, that's why you puttin' on your clothes

And rushin' out the door when it's over

Nowhere near sober, nigga say he need closure

I just throw another pound your way and hope

Next time I see you, you'll know how to roll

Gang or ain't, nothing at all

[MXXNLIGHT:]

You'll never be my wife not me, I want none of that

When I roll the dice, you'll see, I get double that

Everytime I shoot, I'm like DeRozan, it goes in

Thought I took a shot on you, but girl, you were not chosen

You'll never be my wife, not me, I want none of that

When I roll the dice, you'll see, I get double that

Everytime I shoot, I'm like DeRozan, it goes in

Thought I took a shot on you, but girl, you were not chosen

[Wiz Khalifa:]

I was born a star

It's gang or nothin' at all

Got your bitch tryna FaceTime the call

Heh heh heh

Something New lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Right Now Sound

I be with the Hitmaka

So, hol' up

[Ty Dolla $ign:]

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)

'Cause I can't stop lovin' you (Ooh, yeah)

Since I got a taste of your love (Ooh, yeah)

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh, oh-whoa)

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Goddamn, you know who I am

Try to be on the low, but you ain't slow

Keep my shirt open, eyes low

Get a lot of paper, I know

But you ain't into that, you like real facts

Like, if you show love, you gon' get it back

Like, if you fuck good, you gon' get it back

Like, if you cook, wanna a real nigga that

Gon' rap 'til that pussy like (Uh, uh)

We can go and get a private room

We can fuck for one night, ain't gotta jump the broom

Say your nigga, chill

[Ty Dolla $ign:]

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)

'Cause I can't stop lovin' you (Ooh, yeah)

Since I got a taste of your love (Ooh, yeah)

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh, oh-whoa)

I can tell you ain't from 'round here

All that body, baby, it's not fair

Pull up on that ass in a drop, yeah

That's your ex, nigga? I'm dead!

Lookin' for a real one? You found it!

California King, we gon' go rounds on it

No doubt, yeah, leave your legs shakin'

I might sing to that pussy like la-da-da-di-da (Di, yeah)

Girl, your shit so classic, it don't need no features (No, ooh Yeah)

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)

'Cause I can't stop lovin' you (Ooh, yeah)

Since I got a taste of your love (Ooh, yeah)

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh, oh-whoa)

[Wiz Khalifa & Ty Dolla $ign:]

Girl, you look just like somethin' out a magazine ('Zine)

You smell great, know your body clean (Yeah)

Them niggas been on you since you was a teen (Teen)

Now you grown up, and I'm a boss, I'm just showing love (Love)

Smell like kush when I'm rollin' up (Roll)

So much bank, I can fold it up (Fold)

It's so good, got you callin' up (Call)

Tryna kick it with a nigga like, uhh (Brroom)

[Ty Dolla $ign:]

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)

'Cause I can't stop lovin' you (Ooh, yeah)

Since I got a taste of your love (Ooh, yeah)

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh, oh-whoa)

Laugh Now, Fly Later (2017)

• Royal Highness
• Letterman
• Figure It Out
• Plane 4 U
• No Dirt
• Long Way To Go
• Global Access
• City Of Steel
• Weed Farm
• Stay Focused 

Royal Highness lyrics - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Casey Veggies)

Yeah

Yeah uh

Aw man yeah, yeah

Aw yeah

[Casey Veggies:]

If you don't know by now

I don't like driving, baby, I'm the pilot

Never let the plane come down

Forever on some fly shit

Yeah, I got it vibing

Baby girl knows my sound

I'm your royal highness

Baby going fast for me

Then I tell her slow it down

I ain't really worried about

When my time gon' come

'Cause I know it's now

I been really grinding

Baby, come find me

Gotta let me know you're down

I don't like driving, baby, I'm the pilot

Never let the plane come down

Forever on some fly shit

Yeah, I got it vibing

Baby girl knows my sound

I'm your royal highness

Baby going fast for me

Then I tell her slow it down

On the west side yeah I'm living proof

Started small but now everything new

I spit like I ain't got no tooth

Flying topless, the plane got no roof

I'ma shine till my name in the sky

I'ma ball hard and break all the rules

Graduated and hopped in that coupe

With my main girl now I gotta say bye to you

I can count up a mil on a bad day

She ain't down then she ain't got no use

By the way that she making that ass shake

I just told baby do what she do

She the type I got to search for

Wasn't handed to me, had to work for it

They riding the wave like a surf board

While the boy hotter than the earth core

Told her wait til' I go get my cash right

When the money was low she didn't act right

Caught up living in the fast life

To be the boss I paid the mad price

I be with some women watching Friday

Smoking spliffs up on the highway

Shawty call me royal highness

'Cause I did this shit my way

If you don't know by now

I don't like driving, baby, I'm the pilot

Never let the plane come down

Forever on some fly shit

Yeah, I got it vibing

Baby girl knows my sound

I'm your royal highness

Baby going fast for me

Then I tell her slow it down

I ain't really worried about

When my time gon' come

'Cause I know it's now

I been really grinding

Baby, come find me

Gotta let me know you're down

I don't like driving, baby, I'm the pilot

Never let the plane come down

Forever on some fly shit

Yeah, I got it vibing

Baby girl knows my sound

I'm your royal highness

Baby going fast for me

Then I tell her slow it down

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Oh for real

Real expensive, my clothes

I'm reinventing flows

Presidential, my smoke

You guys are little clones

Go 'head and wash your self up

The only loud smell should be the dope

Everything else is top shelf

Dinner on a boat, smoking a joint

I call that time to kill

I don't trip, I let shit slide

But niggas 'round me will

5k, Vegas at Tao, The owner pay the bill

Best seats

We at the game, I'm ashing on the field

Soon as we board the plane, they screwing up they faces

Money in cases, old watches, colorful bracelets

Some of us famous

The others just started they come-up

[Casey Veggies:]

If you don't know by now

I don't like driving, baby, I'm the pilot

Never let the plane come down

Forever on some fly shit

Yeah, I got it vibing

Baby girl knows my sound

I'm your royal highness

Baby going fast for me

Then I tell her slow it down

I ain't really worried about

When my time gon' come

'Cause I know it's now

I been really grinding

Baby, come find me

Gotta let me know you're down

I don't like driving, baby, I'm the pilot

Never let the plane come down

Forever on some fly shit

Yeah, I got it vibing

Baby girl knows my sound

I'm your royal highness

Baby going fast for me

Then I tell her slow it down

Letterman lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

808 Mafia

Ooh, yeah

These dudes ain't got no wins

Still gon' talk like Letterman

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Hoes at the front door, let 'em in

Money at the front door, let her in

Cash at the front door, let him in, hey

Dudes got no wins

Still gon' talk like Letterman

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Cash at the front door, let 'em in

Money at the front door, let 'em in

Gas at the front door, let 'em in, hey

I just drank too much Gin

And I'm more drunk than I ever been

And I'm 'bout to roll up the medicine

Now they got a girl and her best friend

Let 'em take shots, now they feelin' it

Tell me that I'm better than her ex man

If I hit it once, I'ma hit again, yeah

I be gone with the wind

In a Hellcat can't handle it

Can't even push the whole pedal in

Y'all niggas broke, can't get it fixed

I'ma turn up, gon' hit a lick

Niggas that hate don't benefit

Puffy, all about my Benjamins

These dudes ain't got no wins

Still gon' talk like Letterman

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Hoes at the front door, let 'em in

Money at the front door, let her in

Cash at the front door, let him in, hey

Dudes got no wins

Still gon' talk like Letterman

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Cash at the front door, let 'em in

Money at the front door, let 'em in

Gas at the front door, let 'em in, hey

I got too much to spend

I'll make it rain like weatherman

All about the check like Federline

I was out in Pittsburgh, pedalin'

Way before I was on television

Pack so loud I'm yellin' it

Want KK? I'm sellin' it, yeah

All they do is pretend

Won't keep it real 'cause they never did

Talk about life they ain't ever live

Talk about stripes they ain't ever get

Lookin' for the right one to let 'em in

I'ma get her right, in her element

Brain so bright, she intelligent

These dudes ain't got no wins

Still gon' talk like Letterman

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Hoes at the front door, let 'em in

Money at the front door, let her in

Cash at the front door, let him in, hey

Dudes got no wins

Still gon' talk like Letterman

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Girls at the front door, let 'em in

Cash at the front door, let 'em in

Money at the front door, let 'em in

Gas at the front door, let 'em in, hey

Figure It Out lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Yeah

It's all about a dollar man

Don't let nobody else tell you anything otherwise

Unless it's me

Uh

Leave my iPhone cracked if I take a loss

Know I'm gon get it back, I'm always on attack

Learn to let the money stack, homies turn to rats

When you deal with certain cats, they deserve the facts

Stay in constant meditation, always burning back

Wipe them ashes off my lap, you ain't part of my set

It's harder to maintain than it is to get

That's why you hold on to it and don't ever forget

That you did good with less just gotta deal with the stress

It's part of the game

Sometimes things ain't gon work out

How you think you want it to go

Sometimes you gotta keep going

When you think you can't no more

Sometimes you can't depend on

Who you think you can no more

Sometimes you gotta try, gotta try and

Figure it out

Knowing your worth is half the battle

Keep fuck niggas out of your circle

Yeah they gon try to hurt you

See you focusing, they try to divert you

Being fake ain't rare, it's universal

That's why I'll never work with you

Family first, till I'm in the dirt

How these niggas bosses but they needing work

That's exactly why I don't believe em

Goals, set em, achieve em

Joints smoke em and leave em

Ten toes, no matter the season

Hot tub with my feet in

Living comfortably cheesing

Sometimes things ain't gon work out

How you think you want it to go

Sometimes you gotta keep going

When you think you can't no more

Sometimes you can't depend on

Who you think you can no more

Sometimes you gotta try, gotta try and

Figure it out

You know what, playboy?

They always gonna wonder why

You gotta have a brand new car

Or why you gotta have the flyest watch

But you know what, playboy?

You just gotta keep doing you

Cause ain't nobody do you better than you

You look good doing it too, playboy

And you know what else

Them haters, they just gon keep hating man

And when you on top, people always gon want your spot

But you know what, playboy?

It's up to you whether you give it to them or not

So keep that in mind, playboy

Plane 4 U lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Hallo?

Yeah I was trynna uh...call and see what you was doing today and shit

Naw, I ain't busy

Mm, you the one who always got shit to do

Yeah, yup

I know I always say that

But look, I ain't really got nothing to do later

And uhm, I was trynna see you if that's cool?

Yeah I just left the gym so

I'm gonna go to my crib and I'm come pick you up

Just listen for my car out front

Aight, it ain't gon' take too long, chill

Hold on

Hey um, where my keys at?

My bad

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Oooh girl

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Oooh girl

I'll be the one, I'll be the one, I'll be the one

To roll that plane for you

Smoking on medical

Ooh girl

Smoking on medical

I'll be the one, I'll be the one, I'll be the one

To roll that plane for you

Smoking on medical

Ooh girl

Smoking on medical

I'll be the one, I'll be the one, I'll be the one

To roll that plane for you

Smoking on medical

Ooh girl

Smoking on medical

You know what I smoke

You know what I drive

You know where I stay

You frequently fly

We shop we buy

We don't just be looking

We never be dry

I always supply it anytime you want

There ain't no need to deny

You're suppose to be in the sky

Some people think it's a lie, but I don't even know why

I put my weed in a cone

We smoking weed like a tribe

You smoking weed to get by

We smoking weed to survive

Smoking that medical

I'll be the one, I'll be the one, I'll be the one

To roll that plane for you

Smoking on medical

Ooh girl

Smoking on medical

I'll be the one, I'll be the one, I'll be the one

To roll that plane for you

Smoking on medical

Ooh girl

Smoking on medical

I'll be the one, I'll be the one, I'll be the one

To roll that plane for you

Smoking on medical

Ooh girl

Smoking on medical

Yeah

This one goes out to all my patients and paitent-ettes

With that medical weed card ya'll

And I heard it's legal in Nevada too

Recreation on Seattle

So if you got your ID

Make sure you show up to your local dispensary

And cop you some of that KK

And tell em I sent you

And to all the states that ain't legalize it yet

Get on board man

We need the green

Make the world a better place

By putting the grass all in your face

Free the weed

Let everybody's who's locked up out of jail

And let all these patients get well

There ain't nothing wrong with it

You was just raised to think it was bad

But now its time to change your mind

Open your eyes ya'll

Look around, everybody's getting high

No Dirt lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Mhm

Let me talk to you

Show you something that you probably seen before, but you never seen it like this

Physically fit, smoking that shit you can't get

If it don't make dollars, then well it don't make sense

Got my crib out in Cali, buy everything for my kid

You hear me talk about it, fuckin' right, it's what I live

Lean back, hit the chronic

She like "Why it so intense?"

I say don't "Don't worry 'bout it, keep your mind up on these chips"

And these niggas out plotting

They broke so they got something against us

Pot, we smoke it anywhere

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Don't get to a comfortable point

And back off

Gotta be sharp, the game's filled with whack artists

I ain't hating on you dawg, get yours

But don't ever think I'm convinced

These eyes covered by lenses

'Cause I'm probably high as your rent

See the Forbes list, think it got him content

But I'm not, I'm still hustling hard

Won't let my paper stop

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

Got that ODB, 'cause they say they like it raw

I want some of that damn KK man

Some of that Khalifa Kush, man

Y'all niggas smoking OG Kush

I want Khalifa Kush, man

For'real

The one with that man name on it, man

For'real man, I'm tryna inhale that one time, man

For'real

Long Way To Go lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Ah

That's just how the fuck it is

Sledgren

Fucking punk

It's fucking bosses over here man

Leave that shit to them little niggas, real talk

We out with it

Uh

Don't leave the door open cause we smokin'

Proceed with caution when you approachin'

Jump in my ride, I'm getting ghost

Don't ever go no where without my bros

Round the best, you get exposed

Them execs we ain't sweatin those

I'm in sweatpants looking for the remote

Rocking better clothes than the ones that was fly before us

When it come down to paper, I'm trynna get the highest portion

Pull out the old school just so I can slide the Porsche in

I worked hard for mine, french bulldogs all in the yard

Won't change course or fall off

Paid the cost to be the boss

When you the man you don't play your hand, you deal the cards

Me I'm owning the building and smoking weed in every room in it

Pulling up high as fuck to your event

Shirt open, my chains swanging

Don't rep the gang if you can't hang

As simple as that

Matter of fact the shit kinda complex

So don't try this at home

Fuck around and learn something you young ass nigga

It's bigger than nino, we know

We the last generation that's worshipping Al Pacino

Seen it first hand in Casino

But nigga's gotta go down that road to find out

I smoked a couple j's I rolled a couple more fore' I'm out

You ever been to where I'm from you probably know

What I'm bout

Stay ready for the occasion

Time equals money that's the equation

You nigga's look funny trynna ride the wave

I hope that you crash

And nobody dive in and save you

They call it the game, watch how they play you

My life is a movie, you wanna stay through

Still think I'm the realest nigga to this day

Them other nigga's is hand made

Under pressure they break

I just do this for my gang's sake

I don't get time away

I'ma light this j

We don't stop hustling

Nah, never

We don't stop grinding

Hell naw

We don't stop going hard

Nope

Made a lot of paper but I got a long way to gooooooo

We don't stop hustling

Nah, never

We don't stop grinding

Hell naw

We don't stop going hard

Nope

Made a lot of paper but I got a long way to go

This is a really big performance for me like

This is something that I kinda take seriously

I love performing, I love being in front of people

Like the festival crowds are always dope

So it's just something that I not only look forward to

But I try and make sure I'm really prepared for

So I can go out there and just have the best show

Global Access lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

You hear that?

It's paper

Its bout paper, get your money man

Get yours

Lay up, if you wanted me, I'm 6 o'clock

That mean I stay up

See you niggas standing in a line

I got my weight up

A lot of niggas owing dues, man

It's time to pay up

Smoke a joint with my girl every time we wake up

In your city, but don't plan on staying

If you ain't talking 30 million

Then we can't arrange it

Yeah

I treat the game like I'm renovating

They call me the landlord

I got all the tenants hating

Look at my tennis bracelet

There's all these diamonds in it

And plus my watch is icy too

That means it's time to get it

Yeah, I think they scared of me like I'm the dentist

Like it run in the fam, everyone 'round about our business

And I get high off fitness

That mean I'm smoking strong

Bet all these diamonds will you give you something to focus on

Your girl love my song

My chain cool the Fonz

My kush be the bomb

It sing like Solange

Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go

That they say that we can't get dough?

All money

Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go

That they say that we can't smoke?

Kush

Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go

That they say that we can't rep Taylor?

Taylor Gang

Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go

That we can't keep getting that paper?

Hell no

Big stunner, ex-weed runner

My bitch hotter than the middle of the summer

Rocking anything I want and

Still watch for undercovers

Like, I'm just on the sheet

Money make me feel complete

See, you don't do this everyday

That mean you can't compete

I'm on top of the game

But I came from underneath

Never tame me, I'ma beast

Watch my change increase

Used to just show up

But now I make them pay them fees

Used to smoke blunts

Now I need the paper

Being broke ain't in my nature

Either block out what they say

Or use the talk as motivation (uh)

We at the top and know they hating

Know sometimes they like the child that whine and get impatient

But there ain't no complaining

Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go

That they say that we can't get dough?

All money

Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go

That they say that we can't smoke?

Kush

Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go

That they say that we can't rep Taylor?

Taylor Gang

Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go

That we can't keep getting that paper?

Hell no

And that's how it is

I just got on the plane, you know what I'm saying?

Smelling like about 5 thousand dollars worth of Khalifa Kush

And I dare somebody to say something to me, motherfucker

Taylor Gang or die

And the gang is for gang

Yeah bitch, yeah

City Of Steel lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Hotel smoked out

I ain't going nowhere

Leaving in the morning

Cleaning lady picking up roaches, so she don't care

How I move so player? G Pen, mid-air

High school I was getting high

Teacher say I was going nowhere

Now I'm worth millions that's the worst feeling

Said fuck a job bought the building

All these fake niggas where the real ones

First-class no shoes, young nigga I got no rules

6'1", no roof, go hard won't lose

And you know the truth, I got more to do

Already made history once

Fuck I'm supposed to do?

Big bag, no seeds

Yeah I rap and I grow weed

When you this great, niggas don't hate

It's about dollars so it can't wait

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Break down the gas roll another one

Puff one J, roll my brother one

Already stoned and I'm almost home

If you high then you know where I'm coming from

KK feel it all in my lungs, one puff damn got me going numb

Everywhere I go niggas want some

(Damn, man let me get some of that shit)

No, high all day I ain't coming down

Take two pulls then it's going round

Since a young nigga I been blowing pounds

Always in the sky I ain't on the ground

Jump in the ride about to blow a cone

Niggas at the crib so I'm solo

Take this half-ounce to the dome

Smoke this hash out of the bong

Don't choke don't pass out until the morning

In the club throwing cash out 'til it close

And I stay with the pack on any coast

KK cut down to a clone

Gameday touchdown Randy Moss

Say we just ran out so we getting more

We gone smoke 'til we ain't got anymore

Don't just roll one roll plenty more

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel

Weed Farm lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Yeah, I'ma need the whole thing

Justize

Not half, I want the whole thing

We gon' take that

Put a few O's in there

Turn a couple of them around

And voila

Matter fact, we gon' have them everywhere

Yeah, bitch, yeah

I'm rolling up another joint soon as the weeds gone

You ain't on gas, it just seems strong

You ain't a boss unless your team on

You niggas going broke, you need someone to lean on

Young rich nigga from the burgh

Said I was gon' make it and meant every word

I remember I was getting curved

Always back it up, 'cause actions speak louder than words

I be outta state growing strains

I be smoking ounces to the brain (strong)

I be pulling up with one rolled

Just say my name if you wanna smoke

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm rolling up another joint as soon as the weeds gone

I'm rolling up another joint as soon as the weeds gone

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm rolling up another joint as soon as the weeds gone

I'm rolling up another joint as soon as the weeds gone

Now that shits legal, you know exactly what the fuck I been talking 'bout

I been sayin' this shit

Now you want some huh, ok I got you

Roll the paper, I ain't smoking blunts

O a day, That's two pounds a month

Put it in my lungs and then I'm good

Only smoking fire like I should

Used to deal with niggas tryna tax

Now I'm throwin' pounds and growing them back

Multi million dollars in the safe (mills)

Homie I been getting it from the gate

Pushing weight outta state

Putting big ass orders up on my plate

See, you was down to stand in line, I couldn't wait

You must not heard about the amount I'm finna make

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm rolling up another joint as soon as the weeds gone

I'm rolling up another joint as soon as the weeds gone

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm in my weed farm (yeah)

I'm rolling up another joint as soon as the weeds gone

I'm rolling up another joint as soon as the weeds gone

Stay Focused lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Started small with nothing

Now I got it all

I still want more

Who say I can't have that too?

You feel me

Foot on the gas, both hands on the steering wheel

Jumped in the game, 'cause I know it's real

Heard it'll change you, I know it will

Gatting still, we made it over the hill

Being broke, I know how it feel

All about a dollar bill

And seeing my son grow up

See, they ain't know what they focus was

That's when I see my lane open up

Drinking champagne on boats

So drunk that I'll probably spend a month sober

Little more famous but a lot older

Been through situations, niggas acting bipolar

You don't always keep it real with me, I don't know ya

Say they good intentions, but they not even close

Say they got sick of whips, but I'm driving the most

Nigga I be on my shit, you ain't gotta provoke me

Fuck you talking bout it

You know it ain't like it was before

I know it feel like I've been here before

We know that it's all about the dough

What that mean

If it ain't we out the door

Hit the bank and I'm counting more

I know to the top's where we can go

You know that it's all about the dough

What that mean

If it ain't we out the door

All I know is I been here before

Blew that smoke in the air before

Smell like dope in the airport

I'm the one that they're cheering for

Lotta kush smoke, that's what they preparing for

Gave you solid shit before now you hearing more

Seeing my niggas on top that's what I stand for

And only money conversations what I care for

And anytime you eat just know you gotta share yours

Them niggas out to get you, claiming they down

Shit change when you turn around

So it's no love for them

It's only papers when I roll up

Focus on the money now and not later

Ain't got the time to play

Thirteen cars in the driveway

God telling me keep going

One foot on the gas, two hands when I'm rolling

(Ay what chu doin nigga?)

Getting mine and staying focused

You know it ain't like it was before

I know it feel like I've been here before

We know that it's all about the dough

What that mean

If it ain't we out the door

Hit the bank and I'm counting more

I know to the top's where we can go

You know that it's all about the dough

What that mean

If it ain't we out the door

So you really need all those?

That's how much you gon smoke?

mixtape: O.N.I.F.C. 4 Year Anniversary (2016)

• Young Millionaires
• Speech
• You Party 

Young Millionaires lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Yeah, too drunk to even talk in this bitch

Speaking another language

That's rich shit

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

Fuck you doin' nigga

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

I was raised in the pitts

Where if you my age you in a cage or a ditch

But in my case never complained, never simped

Especially nowadays cause now I'm payed in a bitch

Hopping off that plane, somewhere I already been

The menu come in English, but the waiters speaking French

And haters ain't convinced

I ain't mad at em

I also made a 100K today and then laugh at em

I'm smoking on the bag that a nigga then have to stash

I payed cash for it, even my OG niggas be passing on it

My outfit always on some dumb shit, yeah I'm that ignorant

And keep my camera man with me cause I'm that historic

Bank account enormous, out ya category

Not to mention, got a closet full of that Dior shit

Niggas claiming that they new, ain't nothin new they bore me

I'm too into doin me for me to copy your shit

My diamonds shinin, yeah my ice is gorgeous

My flights are private, and my wife is flawless

I'm just livin my life

We are, we are

Young Millionaires

So everywhere we go

We look strange to ya'll

We are, we are

Young Millionaires

So everywhere we go

We look strange to ya'll

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

I had a dream that told me I'ma win

Just set my Rolly today and bout to have to change the time again

And I could prolly deal with the game without these fucked niggas chimin in

They told me I changed cus of money, nigga, money wasn't the problem here

Nor will it ever be nigga

Talk aloud with all my accomplices

Smokin pounds cus we proud of all our accomplishments (everyday)

Started at the bottom, made it out the bottom since

I guess gettin dollars just makes common sense

I guess that mean I'm ballin and you on the bench

I guess all of these commas mean I'm kinda rich

I guess that mean I'm spoiled cus my life's a bitch

We are, we are

Young Millionaires

So everywhere we go

We look strange to ya'll

We are, we are

Young Millionaires

So everywhere we go

We look strange to ya'll

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

Get rich to this

Fuckin Punk

Speech lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Shake'n bake

Nigga ain't doin' nothing, just sittin' here and swaggin

It's easy though

It's easy to not give a fuck

Fresh outta first class, fresh outta purp nap

My outfit straight outta hearse, I'm fresh to death

My car from overseas, the steering wheel on the other side

I'm givin' it all I got and smokin' what's left

So much money on weed, so much smoke in my chest

I take the lessons I learned and put 'em all in my flesh

Tatted, got a strong weed habit

Going hard, could have sworn you niggas had it

Buying champagne, what the tab is

We order more drinks, bring the cabs in

Rip up jeans, call it fashion

A lot of cash and a lot of grass

You niggas broke, you ain't gotta pass

Chanel bags and them Prada tags

Spendin' stash, you ain't gotta stack

Young and rich, don't know how to act

As the wheels keep spinnin' and my joint keep burning

And my team keep winnin'

Roll up, what's the hold up, up

Roll up, what's the hold up, up

Thinking of some shit, that rap taught me

Sittin' in a whip, that rap bought me

Look at all the things that I'm affording

My nigga mean I'm ballin' like a sports team

You doin' some shit you think's flossin'

I was doing that back, when I was fourteen

Gettin' it, buying the most, flippin' it

Sixteen, time to pay rent in this bitch

I wasn't even thinking of making millions

I was just thinking, smokin' and chillin'

And trying to pay the bills, try get my mom out this building

And I got my mom out of this building

I never took a hand out

Matter fact I put my hand in

Now everything you see is planned by me

Boss of my own shit, Taylor Gang Ent

Nothing but that cali strong

Gettin' blown by the pound, bitch, TNT

Uh

Roll up, what's the hold up, up

Roll up, what's the hold up, up

You Party lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Hand me that weed

Uh

Cause I be bakin' when I'm wakin', shinin' cause I'm grindin'

Smokin' while I'm drivin', diamonds in my timing, bitch

Overflow with smoke, it smell like OG when I pull up

Only fuck with OGs, so that's what my clique is full of

Niggas get a 'lil love actin' like they're famous

Found out what your name is, now you think you made it

If you're so fucking hot, my nig', you should be gettin' paid then

But you ain't selling nothing, you're just an internet sensation

Got a package coming, every state I stay in

Ain't no writing checks at the bank no more, I just weigh in

Rolling up the weed, put the KK in the equation

Let you hit the Marley

Let me hear it

It's part of the game, it's all that I know

We sleep on the plane, we live on the road

It's part of the game, it's all that I know

We sleep on the plane, we live on the road

And away we go

TGOD Mafia: Rude Awakening (2016) - Wiz Khalifa (with JUICY J)

• TGOD Mafia Intro
• Da Power
• Medication
• Where Was You
• All Night
• I See It I Want It
• Hit Me Up
• Green Suicide
• Bossed Up
• She In Love
• Breaking News
• Itself
• Luxury Flow
• Stay The Same
• On The Way
• Cell Ready 

TGOD Mafia Intro lyrics - Juicy J

[Juicy J:]

[?]

It's time mane...

TGOD Mafia, 808 Mafia, Three Six Mafia!

Light your motherfuckin' shit up...

Pop what you need to pop...

Pull up [?] what the fuck you need to pull up...

And if you ain't doing none of that shit, need to be

Let's go!

Da Power lyrics - Juicy J (with Wiz Khalifa)

[Intro - Juicy J:]

Man you niggas don't know how long I've been grindin' bruh

Yeah mane, real shit real spit

[Hook - Juicy J:]

I'ma give it to you, how you want it

In the jungle getting money

Smoking L's by the 100

We got blow, we got molly

We got blood on the money, dedicated to the money

Killing niggas for the money, the power and the money

I went from the bando to the island with the money

In the room, bag it up, for 4 hours with the money

I go bang, bang, bang, bang, for the power and the money

All these 0's in my check, the bank keep piling up my money

[Verse 1 - Juicy J:]

You need money for these whores, you need money for these wars

You ain't getting money then you ain't a man, you a boy

Spent 100 on my toys, spent 100 on my tour

I just cashed out on a 100, bout to make 100 more

Want no problems with a G, nigga I fuck yo bitch for free

Got her busting wide open, got her rolling up my weed

Brought her best friend in, got 2 bitches all on me

Then get back to the Backwoods stuffed with plenty of OG

Been in this shit and I've been an OG

All my niggas make it up out of the streets

Most of these niggas ain't been in the streets

Can't let a bitch take advantage of me

She came in with you but she wanna fuck me

2 shots of my liquor, she leaving with me

Feeling like 2, I may leave here with 3

I blew so much money, I feel like Big Meech

[Hook - Juicy J:]

I'ma give it to you, how you want it

In the jungle getting money

Smoking L's by the 100

We got blow, we got molly

We got blood on the money, dedicated to the money

Killing niggas for the money, the power and the money

I went from the bando to the island with the money

In the room, bag it up, for 4 hours with the money

I go bang, bang, bang, bang, for the power and the money

All these 0's in my check, the bank keep piling up my money

[Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa:]

They say Young Khalifa why you sound like that?

Then how the fuck you blow it by the pound like that?

How you young but you still run your town like that?

Got that talk shit, believe it's goin' down like that

Why you keep them G's around like that?

Why you treat them niggas like some clowns like that?

We ain't do it he got found like that

Fuck around and catch 100 rounds like that

I'ma drive my Porsche today nigga just because

I go wild and get this paper nigga just because

Stay away from you fuck niggas, ain't no love

Get your money, what you waiting for?

[Hook - Juicy J:]

I'ma give it to you, how you want it

In the jungle getting money

Smoking L's by the 100

We got blow, we got molly

We got blood on the money, dedicated to the money

Killing niggas for the money, the power and the money

I went from the bando to the island with the money

In the room, bag it up, for 4 hours with the money

I go bang, bang, bang, bang, for the power and the money

All these 0's in my check, the bank keep piling up my money

[Verse 3 - Juicy J:]

The money keep piling and piling

The bitches get wilder and wilder

All of my niggas so violent

I just might buy this whole island

I'm lovin' the view but it's time to bust moves, so I might just hop in the coupe

Watch what you say to me? Watch what you do to me cause my young nigga might shoot

Bitch you know I got the juice, why you think they call me Juice

500 dollar shots, you might wanna mix it with juice

In the Rolls or the Benz, bankroll full of bands

Fuck some girls and her friends, tryna do this shit again

Yeah it's blood on the money, we got love for the money

But I ain't got nothing but slugs for a nigga tryna take something from me

It's all about money and power, fuck on yo bitch for an hour

Then nut in her mouth and then kick the bitch out

Before she can even take a shower

[Hook - Juicy J:]

I'ma give it to you, how you want it

In the jungle getting money

Smoking L's by the 100

We got blow, we got molly

We got blood on the money, dedicated to the money

Killing niggas for the money, the power and the money

I went from the bando to the island with the money

In the room, bag it up, for 4 hours with the money

I go bang, bang, bang, bang, for the power and the money

All these 0's in my check, the bank keep piling up my money

Medication lyrics - Juicy J (with Wiz Khalifa)

[Intro:]

Must be nice

Ride fancy cars

And spend money how you wanna spend it you know

[Hook - Juicy J:]

Roll me up a 8th I need some inspiration

Pour me up a 8th I need some motivation

Only thing I hate bout drugs is the preparation

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

[Verse 1 - Juicy J:]

I smoke everyday that's that dedication

Never sober always high that's that levitation

This shit get me where I'm going that's that transportation

Niggas try to hold me back that's that desperation

This shit go straight to my head that's that education

Niggas asking all those questions that's investigation

Wanna know my next move that's that anticipation

Had to catch that bitch off that's that cancelation

I was smoking the day I got off probation

I stay rolling up extendos bruh that's duplication

Got so much money in my pocket I'm a cash station

Got so much loud in my blunt that's a gas station

[Hook - Juicy J:]

Roll me up a 8th I need some inspiration

Pour me up a 8th I need some motivation

Only thing I hate bout drugs is the preparation

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

[Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa:]

Drinking on treys and smoking that weed but don't blaze it

Roll up a joint and just face it

I just be going trough phases

Hit your bitch all from the back while I'm pulling her braids

Nigga we famous when I walk in the club

Niggas throw the gang up

Get to this paper get her to the crib

Have relations never call her again

I just be balling my friend made my own way

Through the game cause I'm smarter than them

And I go harder than them

I knew I was great when I ain't have a dollar to spend

There go that pothead again

Can't go to the club with you less my whole squad getting in

Tattoos all over my body don't fuck with security

Know all my real niggas got me

We in the lobby, smoking that weed like I'm Marley

TM this beat is a problem, crazy to think you could stop us, and homie

We ain't got no patients cause we ain't no doctors

Used to have weed in my locker, now every bitch you see on my team is a model

Drinking it straight out the bottle, going so hard I don't think I'll wake up tomorrow

[Hook - Juicy J:]

Roll me up a 8th I need some inspiration

Pour me up a 8th I need some motivation

Only thing I hate bout drugs is the preparation

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

I ain't got no patience with my medication

[Verse 3 - Juicy J:]

I'm bout to smoke me some gas

I'm bout to roll me a zip

I'm bout to pour me some drank

Nothing less than 2 5th's

I'm bout to smack some ass, shawty gone get her a tip

I'm bout to go in my stash, I'm bout to make me some flips

Yup, roll me up some inspiration

Pour me up some motivation

Roll me up some inspiration

Pour me up some motivation

Cup full of syrup, no pancakes

Welcome to my dab game, first 48

How high can you get, I'm in outer space

All I smoke is moon rocks, and equator cake

White girl thick like mayonnaise, trippy sticking with her ass out

Dab until I pass out, gas mask dabs, Fire it up propane

Top shelf reserve, I don't smoke no name

Who got the loud pack? Who got the plug on the strong?

Smoking them cookies, I need amber glass to get on

Who smoke blunts? who smoking them papers?

Light them bitches, fuck yo neighbors!