[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Hey I got a joint and I ain't even roll it, here roll it
Boy I got pounds for days, have you seen a nigga blow it
Yeah, blow it, blowing that strong in your face
Prices going up, down, I ain’t got no problem spending all of my money
Tryna see what’s up now, I’mma smoke it all with me and my homies
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Rolling up ‘cause that’s all that I know
Joint in my hand when I walk through the door
I get money ‘cause that’s all that I know
My niggas on point, haters already know
I, I found out that it’s all that I know
Tryna get high while I’m already stoned
Yeah, bomb weed and its all that I know
Feeling like a boss ‘cause it’s already rolled up
Go hard ‘cause that’s all that I know
Get a little money then I throw it on the floor
Girl, champagne I’mma pour a little more
We can smoke cones ‘til four in the morning
I roll up, I told ‘em roll up, finna K-K, fuck nigga hold up
A millionaire and it’s all that I know
Probably with your girl getting blown
[Hook: WIz Khalifa]
[Verse 2: Berner]
Bring it back, bring it back, gold ropes and them leather on my coat rack
Four stacks, these dudes hold no pack, throwback
Jerry Rice running gold hat, hold that, I ain’t even roll that
Smoke fat on the corner where the blow at
OG from the city, where the skull at?
Broke boys, [?], got that ho back
Blow big I’m world-wide touring
I’mma sack got you drop your pack off on foreign
New foreign, new foreign, [?] champagne pouring
Get it, gon’ get it girl, bitch that I used to roll with cold business
Out of town it go up down, we celebrating when it touch down
[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
[Outro: Wiz Khalifa]
I roll ‘em thicker than a Snicker
Girl drink this liquor
I got game from the bishop
Bust that thing down for whistling
compositores: Earl T. Stevens
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