Lit (Explicit) - Wiz Khalifa (维兹·卡利法)/Ty Dolla $ign

Lit (Explicit) - Wiz Khalifa (维兹·卡利法)/Ty Dolla $ign (泰·朵拉·尚)

Yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah

Ooh ooh

We don't put it on in the crib if it ain't fire

Ooh ooh

Won't even pull up to the club in it if it ain't fire

Ooh ooh

Won't smoke won't pass won't hit it if it ain't fire

Ooh ooh

Don't spend no time on a b***h if she ain't fire

Ooh ooh

We don't put it on in the crib if it ain't fire

Ooh ooh

Won't even pull up to the club in it if it ain't fire

Ooh ooh

Won't smoke won't pass won't hit it if it ain't fire

Ooh ooh

Don't spend no time on a b***h if she ain't fire

Let's get to the basics let's get to the basics

Get to the basics

I'm rollin' a J up I'm lovin' the fragrance

Lovin' the fragrance

I'm hardly on time 'cause my mind is where space is

My mind is where space is

But I always on grind 'cause that's how my fam raised me

How my fam raised me how my fam raised me

Think I got problems say that I'm crazy

Say that I'm crazy

Love m*******a smoke on the daily

Smoke on the daily

Smoke with my mama roll one for my lady

One for my lady one for my lady

Blow the whole pound now came up from an eighty

Up from an eighty

I'm lettin' the top down and countin' them faces

Countin' them faces

I'm blowin' the smoke out exhalin' the vapors

Exhalin' the vapors

I'm smokin' in public they stare in amazement

They stare in amazement

I'm lightin' that bomb up it's takin' me places

Takin' me places

Ooh ooh

We don't put it on in the crib if it ain't fire

Ooh ooh

Won't even pull up to the club in it if it ain't fire

Ooh ooh

Won't smoke won't pass won't hit it if it ain't fire

Ooh ooh

Don't spend no time on a b***h if she ain't fire

Ooh ooh

We don't put it on in the crib if it ain't fire

Ooh ooh

Won't even pull up to the club in it if it ain't fire

Ooh ooh

Won't smoke won't pass won't hit it if it ain't fire

Ooh ooh

Don't spend no time on a b***h if she ain't fire

I pull up foreign lil baby foreign

I let her drive when it get boring I lay back smoking ooh yeah

Fog up these windows fog up these windows

Girl first we were just smoking and then we f**king

Lord

Drop her off tell her good night

Gotta go get my money right

OG Louis thirteen on me

Don't pass me that mid homie

Judge gave my n***a life

He took the b***h still didn't snitch homie

N***as quick to claim they real never been through nothing

Have to keep my distance from them bustas

F**k her one time I will never trust her

She got attached to these real lames

Deleting all the texts while I roll a whole

Ooh ooh

We don't put it on in the crib if it ain't fire

Ooh ooh

Won't even pull up to the club in it if it ain't fire

Ooh ooh

Won't smoke won't pass won't hit it if it ain't fire

Ooh ooh

Don't spend no time on a b***h if she ain't fire

Ooh ooh

We don't put it on in the crib if it ain't fire

Ooh ooh

Won't even pull up to the club in it if it ain't fire

Ooh ooh

Won't smoke won't pass won't hit it if it ain't fire

Ooh ooh

Don't spend no time on a b***h if she ain't fire

Let's go

Let's go

Let's go

Let's go

Let's get it

Let's get it

Haha

Roll up my w**d as soon as the day start

Get me a pound and I break it apart

Kush on my clothes smell the green in my car

Ain't coming close you smell me from afar

Time after time I keep smoking that herb

Joint after joint I must be on the verge

Of overdosing I be on that loud

Speeding me up while I'm slowing you down

I just got back from an overseas trip

Smoking with Ty he got me high as s**t

Cause we keep nothing but good in our J

Repping our gang and we mob everyday

Break down an ounce put it right on a tray

Ain't saving nothing we smoke everything

Light up a joint let it stink up the place

Or hit the bong blow the smoke in your face

I'ma get money n***a I'ma get money

I'm a real n***a so I'ma keep it real

And I love getting high

Love getting high

And I love getting high

Love getting high

I'ma get money n***a I'ma get money

I'm a real n***a so I'ma keep it real

And I love getting high

Love getting high

And I love getting high

Love getting high

Break it down and roll another one I could get anything I want

I told her You should bring a friend for the crew

Friend for the crew

Hear 'em talk but they ain't want it though I'm in the Hall of Fame of smoke

'Cause everybody that I'm with get high too

Get high too

Only rolling in a Wiz Khalifa paper

Khalifa paper

Taylor Gang G Pen smell the vapor

Smell the vapor

Take it to the head before I walk up to the plane

I'll probably get so f**king high

Won't even know my f**king name

You got to be a pro if you wanna get this blow

Never inhale teach you how to hit this smoke

And I'm never running out of it

Running out of it

Kush smoke got a lot of it

Got a lot of it

Smoke like we hit the lottery

Hit the lottery

Seen Snoop he was proud of me

He was proud of me

Won't go broke 'cause I never spend

Never spend

If them h*es don't smoke don't let 'em in

Don't let 'em in

I'ma get money n***a I'ma get money

I'm a real n***a so I'ma keep it real

And I love getting high

Love getting high

And I love getting high

Love getting high

I'ma get money n***a I'ma get money

I'm a real n***a so I'ma keep it real

And I love getting high

Love getting high

And I love getting high