Dot Dot Dot (Feat. Currensy, Big Sean)

Yeah nigga This them weed raps y'all was talking about Aye, turn my headphones up I'm talking straight shit I got money now motherfucker I had money then but this real money bitch Hahahah, ohh Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa King size papers, king size bed Niggas blow money but I'd rather keep mine instead Roll something nigga, blow something Say you're ballin out of control, let a nigga hold something Specially if you got it and he don't put his niggas on Tell me what's the sense of even having it fo' Cause when you're broke, you'll have everything to gain When you lose it all, let you inhale out the vape Do it for the taste Usually I roll one up to pass around But now I'm smokin' to the face Cause chiefing with niggas is such a waste Unless they my niggas, and 9 times out of 10 They got their own pound with them Own pack of papers and filters, something to grind We be smoking them things like 6 at a time 5 in the air, 4 breakin' down, 3 in my head, 2 on my mind, nigga Hook: Wiz Khalifa One rolled, one rolled, one rolled I keep more than one rolled, one rolled, one rolled One rolled, one rolled, one rolled I keep more than one rolled, one rolled, one rolled I keep more than Verse 2: Curren$y A bit of a pothead, it has been said I keep one rolled up like LL's pantsleg Full of life in this bitch, though I may seem half-dead Trust me, I'm cool, I just ain't talking to you And them checks coming through as just as I predicted Got a bigger portion Cause the Jets eating off bigger dishes now Ain't I the biggest fish up in this pond Since life's a bitch, tell her roll my shit up huh Secret compartment in my car, James Bond Though I'm James Bong, nigga bread long And my name known in e'ry home household Caught them pussies slippin' tryna squeeze In the mouse hole, that cheese is nachos You are not chose by the gods To live as we do, so play your role in the movie Ain't no pause, no rewind for no man, wait time So I ain't wasting mine, more grass, more green, more grind Nigga I keep Hook: Wiz Khalifa One rolled, one rolled, one rolled I keep more than one rolled, one rolled, one rolled One rolled, one rolled, one rolled I keep more than one rolled, one rolled, one rolled I keep more than Verse 3: Big Sean And these bitch ass niggas Fuck around, might have to bitch-smack me a nigga Roll around with a bunch of get-rich ass niggas Who the man You ain't even gotta ask these niggas I'mma fuck around and take these niggas' last 3 pictures Man these bitches breaking their neck Just to pass weed with us We roll, get high, get drunk, more shots, reload Too high, he knows, 3 more, C4, we blow Bitch, how could you be so fine Shake that ass, she's so mine Taking more double shots than free throw lines I might hit like 3-4 times They say What the fuck is you on Fuck if I'm right Fuck it, I'm on, you fucking at home Watching my ass, mad that I'm on On my way to the top, and I'm coming along with one rolled Hook: Wiz Khalifa One rolled, one rolled, one rolled I keep more than one rolled, one rolled, one rolled One rolled, one rolled, one rolled I keep more than one rolled, one rolled, one rolled I keep more than