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10 steps ahead of niggas, fool
Thats why they fuck wit me instead of these YEA!
Hahaha, yea, this go perfect with my belt
It match my Damiere luggage too
Joints rolled up, ask Vuitton
Uh, bad bitches and drinks
You what it is man, Taylor Gang

(Wiz Khalifa)
No roaches in my car
Play the smart
We gone get this
Don't police a reason to fuck us off
I seen the ups
Not a stranger to the
But for now we're devers in my loft
Champagne bitches with foreign names
My hit me on the text
He want nothin just to tell me i got next
And it G
I'm in your frequently
Got the bottle, the trees
Watch some movies hit this
Yea a livin care free
Please Don't my fly pardon the high nigga tendencies
And duplicate us but the but they pretend to be
Through all the bullshit overcame and remained a G
clicquot (CLEE-CO) slow and sour D's
She leave the room, you it on her fingers bro
Askin silly questions, bout where you
Saying you look
Had the time of her life not to
You ain't been high in a minute
Took ownership the air
I'm fly, You niggas just to visit
yea... Yea

(chorus)
Where ever that go,
I'm get it, So mommy are you wit it
I know,
We in the
Never been high as you are you get on my flight
Up and the we go
On my plane, they know my name
Everywhere we go,
And rep the gang everywhere that we go
that we go,

(Wiz Khalifa)
While you at home on tryna hack in her page and shit
We smoking and jokes at how lame you is, UH
Hotel room right a by the water even taught her how to use a roller
A tight end became from underground like a
Here like I never back like a spoiler
my keys to valet, waiter take my order
Yall been waitin for real to eat the way they oughta

(Killa Kyleon)
Me and Khalifa, cooler than kush
Good drink seat ya
Put you in a
Louis on my but i see that bread (clearly tho)
music is the consequence we legends (really tho)
Minus Kanye, but we got money in common
We get it day and
Could've to it no woman.
I'm the shit, no
Money talk, no
Put the GPS on it, it, im commin
I'm in somethin plate it,
Get it, it
And if the bomb
boats swangs fascinated
With the fast
Haters to the i got my cash right
Irish spring green make 'em blow it a bag pipe
Get up a flashlight
VVS's is in my necklace lookin like bad
All my bitches bad
Mike no homo, Rose, Kim Kardash type
5 star chicks, first class like my flight.

(chorus)
Where that paper go,
I'm goin get it, So are you wit it
I know,
We in the
Never high as you are until you get on my flight
Up and the we go
On my plane, they know my name
that we go,
And they rep the everywhere that we go
that we go,