Berner, B-Real, Wiz Khalifa - While Driving lyrics

(Sap is on the beat)
Hey, yeah, who is your king, bitch?
I can do anything, yeah

I ain't the type to lose, roll the rise vibe
Papers nice and loose
Fuck a pint of juice, this bag fresh
 tasting like a fruit
The ice is blue, yeah I'm in my bag
She in the private room
Selling that, man the dream
So I can buy a Coope
Killer looking scary dog
Not the type to shoot
My man will make your family
Have to buy a suit
Another alli oop, bullet proof the Benz truck
Be careful on the phones
I ain't doing ten plus
God forgive me, yeah the bag had me blind
Have me turning out bitches, long nights
Neon signs i was thumbing through a check
When I seen him in the blinds
Grab my 9, shot him 3 times
I heard his homie crying, yeah
Fuck a PJ, I'm hopping off a southwest
Watch the money stretch
I'm balling in the midwest
Fresh bets, yeah stacks full of dirty dubs
(Dirty dubs)
Blue gloves bury 2 million in a month (yeah)

Smoking while driving
When I pull up I look the highest
Plus I’m the flyest, need a crown
Call me your highness
Pull up behind us, bad bitch
Think she the dimest
Switch up the climate, at the top
We through with climbing do what I say like
Simon, fans bringing pictures, i sign them
Pull up, she get excited
One of the vividest riders
Giving Kush to suppliers
We got the game on lock like pliers
Smoking out that fire
(Don't you fucking waste it)

We took the ceiling you in
Ya feelings that’s unappealing
What I’m revealing is herbal
Healing there’s no concealing
My bag is open and you’re hoping
To catch a moment with this (Bring it)
No opponent is potent enough
To take our business
We got the passion, the cash in
Even the people asking
Where’s the compassion these politicians
Are fuckin' taxin and my reaction is focus
And them birds flying
They trying to flush us out
But we ain’t dying
Instead we are travelin and vibin
And much more than survivin'
You are alive and you are askin
Why you feel this high
And I say go with it embrace it
Enjoy it now you taste it
Savor the the flavor now hold it in
Now don’t you fuckin waste it

Smoking while driving
When I pull up I look the highest
Plus I’m the flyest, need a crown
Call me your highness
Pull up behind us, bad bitch
Think she the dimest
Switch up the climate, at the top
We through with climbing do what I say like
Simon, fans bringing pictures, i sign them
Pull up, she get excited
One of the vividest riders
Giving Kush to suppliers
We got the game on lock like pliers
Smoking out that fire
This Kush burning for heirs what up?
Don't you fucking waste it haha
Don't you fucking waste it gang
Don't you fucking waste it
Don't you fucking waste it
(Sap is on the beat)
I'm in my bag, I'm in my bag yeah
I'm in my bag, I'm in my bag yeah
I'm in my bag, I'm in my bag
Don't you fucking waste it
I'm in my bag, I'm in my bag yeah
I'm in my bag, I'm in my bag yeah
I'm in my bag, I'm in my bag
Give my shoes less, goes into face
Yeah into face yeah, into face
Don't you fucking waste it