wiz khalifa
weed brownies
Is this the top? The top of the world? Top floor? there's weed in the ashtray It's top-shelf.. cap! Riding in my challenger Faded off this sticky brownie Turning down the music cause This weed is loud enough already Niggas ask about my pay I say I keep it steady Gripping on the wheel, spending Money like a politician Tipping on a bill, it's going down Like this bitch was sitting on the hill I keep my girlfriend in them expensive Sort of heels furs and shit Eat champagne and lobster cause I fucking deserve this shit Cap! niggas say I've got an old soul Well, I tell them that I'm here muthafucka And I made it cause my flow cold I'mma roll some of this weed, I'mma pass it to you Everybody's so gone homie, I got papers And vaporizers, flavors to stablize ya Thoroughly-baked cake, can't say a thing With my eyes shut They say they don't, they do But they don't know who we are Superstars I'm out of here, stratosphere Paper hella-straight, nappy hair Bitches seen that the? was even there When we pulled up lit like times square When we pulled up lit like road flares When we pulled off, them hoes disappeared Because they know what we be doing over here She just wanna be high in her underwear With her iphone plugged in the wall, power loss Stepping out the shower, threw her a shirt to Towel off with one of the two qualities I want In a bitch, cause baby girl, fuckin with me Is some major shit, feel? warning I gotta wake up to a bj every morning And a j while I'm yawning, darling I got papers and vaporizers, flavors To stablize ya, I'm a fully baked potato Spending my cheddar and chives I'm dedicated, hella-faded, high as hell I'm levitating I'm rolling up, fuck a wheelchair Ironically, my shit's medicated Your eyes closed cause you asleep My eyes closed cause I'm meditating I gotta go make reservations At a real nigga's destination Two girls in the tub, that's luxury You disagree? that's fuckery! Saying "fuck you" cause you can't fuck with me I need my dick sucked, but I'm sucka-free You are who it sucks to be I'm a company, buy "finally famous" Over everything, that's my company You already know, nigga Collect the money like it's old, nigga And I'mma blow it like it's rolled, nigga And I be stuntin til I'm old, nigga Weed, money and hoes - what a hell of a night! Fuck you mean? this is everyday life She in the mirror making sure she wearing it right It's a pear-shaped present where I'm appearing tonight