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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wiz Khalifa
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wiz Khalifa
Composer
John Julian
Composer
Texty
[Verse 1]
Ladies and gentlemen
My name's Wiz Khalifa and I'm so damn good
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I earned ****' respect before the cash came
You try me, get a ticket, I'm in the fast lane
I keep the bigger picture in a glass frame
Plus my city on my back like it's a motherfuckin' last name
Where you goin' when the driver know your last name?
And first class ain't much different from the last plane
Say we the same, but I'm nothin' like you guys, ****
I'm a frequent flyer, Taylor Gang or drink'n'drive
Die, now everybody's mournin'
I think we runnin' outta liquor, bring some more in
Used to say I'm fresh, but now I'm gettin' spoiled
'Cause new shit gettin' old means hotels kinda borin'
Don't mean to sound unappreciative
But it's obvious the game ain't what you think it is
Yellow diamonds speak Spanglish on my neck and wrist
Don't even check the list, they expectin' us
[Verse 3]
See, I'm 'bout ready to go, go, go
We in the air, you oh, so low
Shorty, we gon' live it up
And girl, I got a lot, but it's just, I can't get enough
[Verse 4]
So I'ma check my bags
Everything secure with my tags
Hand me my boarding pass, yeah
And I'll hit you when my flight land
Hit you when my flight land, hit you when my flight land
[Verse 5]
Yeah, got me feelin' so professional
Three hour trip with only fifteen minutes left to go
A small comparison should let you know
'Cause only time you **** got leg room's in the exit row
Damn, people tellin' me I changed
That's exactly what I'm gettin', so I'll never be the same
**** losin' weight, yeah, 'cause what I spit is lipo
Try to explain, but still, they get it twisted like a micro
I hit the club, it's like a light show
Bet this liquor turn that wouldn't to a might go
Still got a bitch that's for insurance like she Geico
Tryna use her phone to get a picture, but the light's low
But the bottle's still full
And you don't really want this night to end, do you?
So sip slow-oh-oh
And I'ma put this thing on cruise control
[Verse 6]
See, I'm 'bout ready to go, go, go
We in the air, you oh, so low
Shorty, we gon' live it up
And girl, I got a lot, but it's just, I can't get enough
[Verse 7]
So I'ma check my bags
Everything secure with my tags
Hand me my boarding pass, yeah
And I'll hit you when my flight land
Hit you when my flight land, hit you when my flight land
Written by: Cameron Thomaz, John Julian


