Wiz Khalifa, AD - Chappelle's Show lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Wiz Khalifa, AD - Chappelle's Show lyrics]
No matter which way it goes
Y'all be the rookies, we pros
I always stay on my toes
You smell the kush on my clothes
A real boss never folds or show
The cards that he holds
I'm with my squad getting stoned
Or with your broad getting dome
A couple cars
Couple homes off of the bars I composed
Speaking of composure
I keep it and I keep my team closer
Niggas need to keep their mouths shut
Closure if we don't eat then
What's the outcome? Vultures
A pound of weed
You'll never see me without one
Always lowkey, you hardly see me in town
But if you do I'm trying to
Smoke a zip if you down
We came up together but we different somehow
Think I figured it out they don't do shit
Lil niggas just running their mouth
How do I say this shit without hating?
You built your crib on weak foundation
And forgot that you gotta live in that house
Paid in full like Money Mitch
Got a brick to sell lot hated the progress
I still wish them well
That lil nigga from Compton pray
For a wishing well
Now I'm menaging with SZA
Drinking white zinfandel
And but never kiss and tell
Crap table in Vegas more than a Chippendales
I hear 'em plotting
Nowadays I never get compelled
Fuck your couch, I'm Rick James
Like it's a skit, chappelle
Beating on the table
I'm grindin' like it's Clipse for real
I want gas rather pump, taking trips to Shell
Getting good brain
Yeah that noggin could've went to Yale
Keep it silent when we beefing
But that clip'll yell
Shipping KK overseas til they strip the mail
Ride Clinton presidential
Could've cripped with Bill
Or get that Scott from Gil
If you know what I mean, yeah
Y'all be the rookies, we pros
I always stay on my toes
You smell the kush on my clothes
A real boss never folds or show
The cards that he holds
I'm with my squad getting stoned
Or with your broad getting dome
A couple cars
Couple homes off of the bars I composed
Speaking of composure
I keep it and I keep my team closer
Niggas need to keep their mouths shut
Closure if we don't eat then
What's the outcome? Vultures
A pound of weed
You'll never see me without one
Always lowkey, you hardly see me in town
But if you do I'm trying to
Smoke a zip if you down
We came up together but we different somehow
Think I figured it out they don't do shit
Lil niggas just running their mouth
How do I say this shit without hating?
You built your crib on weak foundation
And forgot that you gotta live in that house
Paid in full like Money Mitch
Got a brick to sell lot hated the progress
I still wish them well
That lil nigga from Compton pray
For a wishing well
Now I'm menaging with SZA
Drinking white zinfandel
And but never kiss and tell
Crap table in Vegas more than a Chippendales
I hear 'em plotting
Nowadays I never get compelled
Fuck your couch, I'm Rick James
Like it's a skit, chappelle
Beating on the table
I'm grindin' like it's Clipse for real
I want gas rather pump, taking trips to Shell
Getting good brain
Yeah that noggin could've went to Yale
Keep it silent when we beefing
But that clip'll yell
Shipping KK overseas til they strip the mail
Ride Clinton presidential
Could've cripped with Bill
Or get that Scott from Gil
If you know what I mean, yeah