
Lyrics
Sledgren, you stupid for this one Berner brought that pack, hahahahaha Uh Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa I always had hard beats to rap to Beats to rap to Always had strong, always had that sack, too Had that sack, too I was just a young nigga gettin' tattoos Gettin' tattoos Now they say I'm on, yeah they say I'm that dude Say I'm that dude Grade A, I'm smoking honor roll Honor roll All my clothes smell like chronic smoke Chronic Smoke Shades on 'cuz I'm fuckin' faded Fuckin' faded Buyin' all the bottles, show the club we made it Club we made it Chorus: Wiz Khalifa Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that fuck shit, but I know Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that fuck shit, but I know Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that fuck shit, but I know Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that fuck shit, but I know Uh Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa I can see through all the bullshit Bullshit I'ma light a joint and make you do a full spin Full spin I'ma fly first class with all my niggas I'm cool with Cool with I'ma hit the club with 50 grand and lose it Lose it, uh Faded off gin Faded off gin Last call for alcohol Alcohol I brought it all out, I'm gon' spend I'm gon' spend My homies got all of 'em in 'Em in And niggas be mad at us 'cause they ain't ballin' They money ain't tall as us Money ain't tall as us But I never worry 'bout niggas who talk that shit But they can't follow us Can't follow us Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Menace Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that fuck shit, but I know Hahaha, that's tight Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that fuck shit, but I know Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that fuck shit, but I know Yeah Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that fuck shit, but I know Wiz, what up with it Verse 3: Menace Now look how I rep that shit I was raised on Yeah And them dollar signs what it's based on And I roll around and I do me Do me Spent a long time in that hooptie Hooptie But I get it in, smoke a lot of trees, drink a lot of gin, nigga like me Got a couple friends and a couple bottles and a couple bands, but I'm all in Came in the game balling Ballin' My old school, what is y'all in Y'all in And I'm cashin' out and y'all stallin' Stallin' End of the night, yo' bitch I'm callin' Bitch I'm callin' But fuck it, nigga, wanna roll with me Let her fire it up, let her smoke with me Yeah She don't fuck with lames but she love a G And she love the way I slang the D D But I'm in the club and don't fuck with haters Don't need them niggas tryna bother me Nah But I'm poppin' bottles for the time to be Yeah Standin' on the couch, call it luxury Little model chicks wanna fuck with me Wanna smoke with me, wanna drink with me Yeah Wanna come with me, but I'm in and out Like I'm 'posed to be, still smokin' trees Chorus: Wiz Khalifa Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that fuck shit, but I know Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that fuck shit, but I know Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that fuck shit, but I know Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that fuck shit, but I know
Credits
- Artist
- Wiz Khalifa
- Genre
- 랩/힙합
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