Yeah! Its young Khalifa man, Currensy the hot spitta look in the mirror man ask yourself one thing hahahaha How Fly yeahhh
Wiz Khalifa Foot on the gas, im fast living picture me I aint have no pot to piss in now im checking bags cheif and hash with politicans helicopter pads some hoes to get to know and hella zags, no tagss. I aint one to brag but if you aint trying to hear about the money drugs and women then I aint one to asskkk. Smoke so much that I'm going brain dead Hoes mad at me cause my phone off until my plane land. I tell her whoa!.. slow down baby the spitta with me its enough to go round lady, you drive by I give her wings redbull and Jim buckets of a couple paper planes broadcasting my name over internet airwaves bitches hear me on twitter put my music on there myspace pagess. yeah! if you smoke then roll up and play this me and hot spitta come where the planes is
Curren$y She said she wants to sip clicquot on my living room floor smoke weed hang with other famous people I know gain access to exculsive places I go lavesh and dangerous is the life I chose, but I wouldnt change it for nothing Sex, money and drugs wrong way sports cars and luggage better to be somebody for one day then to be a nobody for your whole life so fuck it! yeah get the cork out the bottle put the purp in the easy wider spitta in the house, hide your lighters I take em, a case I mistake them indented in my bed for I couldnt swore i brought this one in with me in the cinnamion interior 9 10 to early 80's buy chevy with a great engine. high jacking your women you left her unattened Dr. jackle and Mr. Fly when I'm on that liqour the way of the samarui I got my chi centered sharp as blades these bars I lay forever the player and never played I slay them bitches I never save, bomb ass trees they get blazed Palm trees we use them for the shade, What else can I say I got it made Like I had it built taylor gang or get killed. Yeah!