Juicy J, Wiz Khalifa - Gone lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Juicy J, Wiz Khalifa - Gone lyrics]
Let's go, yeah ya'll already know what it is
Money, drugs, and bitches all day erry day
Mhmm listen to this shit
You might learn something
OG in my zag
Hell naw we ain't smoking no Reggie
'Bout to be a dad
But got way too many kids already
Niggas stealing swag, niggas stealing ad libs
All about my cash
So I'm always talking cash shit
This gin already poured
This joint already rolled
I just got off the plane
Now I'm back to getting blow
I'm not tryna play you, not tryna pay
I sell tons of swag and give rhymes away
I got cars to buy, I got flights to make
Smoke a hundred twenty five times a day
Rolling weed and counting green
On the top no in between
We the only real niggas left
Rest in peace my youngin' Tef
And we gone smoke until it's gone
Buy the bar until it's gone
And spend it all until it's gone
Unnn, These niggas stealin swag
Where they do that at?
That ain't KK in your bag
Where they grew that at?
Less than 500k, where they move that at?
Not in Taylor Gang makin cake, we doin that
Think I'm doing that new car
Ain't no roof in that niggas boofin bad
They know ain't no truth in that
Got my weight up, now my hate up
But I'm cool with that
Hate you when you rich
But love you when you doin bad
Now that I got cake, they say "Hey
Whatchu do with that?"
Count them Louis bags, Chanel
Just so my chick could brag
Dropped a 100k, just so my clique could rag
Paid in full bitch, Taylor Gang
We livin that
That's why we smoke until it's gone
And buy the bar until it's gone
And spend it all until it's gone
That loud all I smoke
Might fuck around do blow
Stripper bitches on coke
Pour gin down their throat
The more money I throw
The harder they gonna go
I can't never go broke, trust me man, I know
Still off them pills, trippy niggas for real
Neck full of them diamonds
My Sprite stay on chill
Rich til I'm killed, always spendin my mills
Before you was born
Bitch I had a record deal
Smoke a whole pound of weed
Like it's just an eighth
Smokin all day homie, I don't need a break
Swear my lungs done seen better days
And the watch I got on cost an Escalade
I'm rollin up again, watch how high I get
And I don't need rehab, I'm not trynna quit
That's why we smoke until it's gone
And buy the bar until it's gone
And spend it all until it's gone
Money, drugs, and bitches all day erry day
Mhmm listen to this shit
You might learn something
OG in my zag
Hell naw we ain't smoking no Reggie
'Bout to be a dad
But got way too many kids already
Niggas stealing swag, niggas stealing ad libs
All about my cash
So I'm always talking cash shit
This gin already poured
This joint already rolled
I just got off the plane
Now I'm back to getting blow
I'm not tryna play you, not tryna pay
I sell tons of swag and give rhymes away
I got cars to buy, I got flights to make
Smoke a hundred twenty five times a day
Rolling weed and counting green
On the top no in between
We the only real niggas left
Rest in peace my youngin' Tef
And we gone smoke until it's gone
Buy the bar until it's gone
And spend it all until it's gone
Unnn, These niggas stealin swag
Where they do that at?
That ain't KK in your bag
Where they grew that at?
Less than 500k, where they move that at?
Not in Taylor Gang makin cake, we doin that
Think I'm doing that new car
Ain't no roof in that niggas boofin bad
They know ain't no truth in that
Got my weight up, now my hate up
But I'm cool with that
Hate you when you rich
But love you when you doin bad
Now that I got cake, they say "Hey
Whatchu do with that?"
Count them Louis bags, Chanel
Just so my chick could brag
Dropped a 100k, just so my clique could rag
Paid in full bitch, Taylor Gang
We livin that
That's why we smoke until it's gone
And buy the bar until it's gone
And spend it all until it's gone
That loud all I smoke
Might fuck around do blow
Stripper bitches on coke
Pour gin down their throat
The more money I throw
The harder they gonna go
I can't never go broke, trust me man, I know
Still off them pills, trippy niggas for real
Neck full of them diamonds
My Sprite stay on chill
Rich til I'm killed, always spendin my mills
Before you was born
Bitch I had a record deal
Smoke a whole pound of weed
Like it's just an eighth
Smokin all day homie, I don't need a break
Swear my lungs done seen better days
And the watch I got on cost an Escalade
I'm rollin up again, watch how high I get
And I don't need rehab, I'm not trynna quit
That's why we smoke until it's gone
And buy the bar until it's gone
And spend it all until it's gone