DP Beats, Wiz Khalifa - Hardly Ever Home lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[DP Beats, Wiz Khalifa - Hardly Ever Home lyrics]
Whip game is nothing, step in plains
I'm stunting rolli on my wrist
Cause my kick game disgusting
Always with a chick that like
To give brain in public all about my chips
I ain't with your discussion
Catch me on the road
With my get change production
Weed in my lungs, roll a big j and puff it
Legend in the game, I'm like Big
Jay and Puffy doing big things
But I got bigger things coming
Gotta have patience though
You don't get things by rushing
Pocket full of doe, on a big plain to Russia
Young Khalifa, show me any big name
I'll crush it got it on a plane
Plus we get things through customs
Riding in my ride, let the top down
She love it money on my mind
On my mind nothing but ducats
MVP, put me in with the buckets
TGOD, nothing above it, Gang
I ain't gotta say "I'm back", homie
Don't gotta write it for you
To know it's a rap, homie
Them niggas perform, my niggas down to clap
Homie
All I got is real friends, no rap homies
No latch on me, broke the mold
No match for me, I'm in my prime
Most these cats 40 that ain't no disrespect
Shout out them niggas that
Paved the way for us to
Get rich off the internet
And I put on, so all my niggas can benefit
And got problems for anybody who interject
Catch them off guard with my intellect
Get her home, get her wet, give me dome
Give me neck
And I'm the hardest thing to clone
She don't answer when you call
We was probably getting stoned
And she hardly hit my phone
Always creeping with your girl
That's why she hardly ever home gang
I'm stunting rolli on my wrist
Cause my kick game disgusting
Always with a chick that like
To give brain in public all about my chips
I ain't with your discussion
Catch me on the road
With my get change production
Weed in my lungs, roll a big j and puff it
Legend in the game, I'm like Big
Jay and Puffy doing big things
But I got bigger things coming
Gotta have patience though
You don't get things by rushing
Pocket full of doe, on a big plain to Russia
Young Khalifa, show me any big name
I'll crush it got it on a plane
Plus we get things through customs
Riding in my ride, let the top down
She love it money on my mind
On my mind nothing but ducats
MVP, put me in with the buckets
TGOD, nothing above it, Gang
I ain't gotta say "I'm back", homie
Don't gotta write it for you
To know it's a rap, homie
Them niggas perform, my niggas down to clap
Homie
All I got is real friends, no rap homies
No latch on me, broke the mold
No match for me, I'm in my prime
Most these cats 40 that ain't no disrespect
Shout out them niggas that
Paved the way for us to
Get rich off the internet
And I put on, so all my niggas can benefit
And got problems for anybody who interject
Catch them off guard with my intellect
Get her home, get her wet, give me dome
Give me neck
And I'm the hardest thing to clone
She don't answer when you call
We was probably getting stoned
And she hardly hit my phone
Always creeping with your girl
That's why she hardly ever home gang