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Mm-hmm, mm, huh Smokin' in a joint right now, 'cause Wiz don't fuck with Backwoods I'm listenin' to Cabin Fever right now, 'cause I'm still on that, uh Smokin' in a joint right now, 'cause Wiz don't fuck with Backwoods I'll still be listenin' to Cabin Fever 'cause that shit is that good Uh, uh, uh Or Kush & Orange Juice (DTB, that's gon' slap) Huh, tell the bitch she's gon' miss this plane, now listen Khalifa mode, huh, listen, huh Khalifa mode, premium cannabis, and foreign women Nostalgilistic while I'm in her life, feel like the forum here Mm, I got a forum in here, yeah It's five of us, tell 'em, nah, force 'em, yeah I'll force 'em in this hotel room in Orange County I get money, I indulge in drugs, don't know more about me I won't hold you up, lil' baby, I'll fold you up like origami I'm boolin' with the posse, I make a vegan bitch chew on pork, salami That plant-based diet, cheese in my pocket, AP, ninety thousand In Pittsburgh, linked up in Detroit, we're on our way to the Virgin Islands The Air Force 1s, Chuck Taylor's, bunch of weed, we ain't runnin' out it I smell like some cologne you can't pronounce My shooter will travel more than eighty miles My niggas playin' games, it's gettin' wild Put me on a court, it's been a while Scuba Steve, averages eight fouls Knock him out, nigga, throw the towel Jake Paul, I'll punch a nigga face off Blowin' up like napalm, uh, uh (nigga) Huh, macaroni, huh In a glass house, listenin' to Toni, Toni, Toni, huh I ride with the pills, my people keep prescriptions on 'em Huh, 2016, ridin' 'round in crisp, blue Daytona Huh, feelin' different soon as I figured out that I knew they know me Huh, famous for bein' myself and not nobody homie Huh, I smoke ganja through every problem that needs solvin' Take care of my mental health, that's meditation evolvin', uh Undiscovered anything, you'll still have me unbothered, mm She's a bitch that's lookin' for a daddy, can't be her father, huh I'm a nigga lookin' for a plan, let me find a doctor, huh Wrote it down before I had spoken it, lookin' like the author On and on, and on we go (ooh, ooh) When I hit her phone, she's up, late-night smokin' (ooh, ooh) Car coastin' hit the switch, three-wheel motion Or that 2021, push the button, the door closin' Rollin' kush, it's the bomb, think of explosives Closet so sick, I got shit that you know you can't get (ah-ooh) Who're you gon' find doper than Wiz? (Ah-ah, ah-ooh) More McQueen for you to sip They can see it, I don't need to convince 'em Smoke strong, you can't miss 'em I want that one and this one Mean she left? I just told a badder bitch to come Kush in my eyes, they surprised 'cause we get the funds Family ties when we fly, it's expensive luggage And we're the only gang they fuck with, stuck with a nigga, now we gettin' bucks And everywhere they show me love And on, and on we go (ooh, ooh) When I hit her phone, she's up, late night smokin' (ooh, ooh) Khalifa mode, huh, listen, huh Khalifa mode, premium cannabis, and foreign women Nostalgilistic while I'm in her life, feel like the forum here Mm, I got a forum in here, yeah yeah
Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz, David Teel, Casada Aaron Sorrell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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