Wiz Khalifa, Big Sean, Curren$y - Dot Dot Dot lyrics

[Wiz Khalifa, Big Sean, Curren$y - Dot Dot Dot lyrics]

Yeah nigga
This them weed raps y'all was talking about
Aye, turn my headphones up
I'm talking straight shit
I got money now motherfucker
I had money then but this real money bitch
Ha ha hah, ohh

King size papers, king size bed
Niggas blow money but I'd
Rather keep mine instead
Roll something nigga, blow something
Say you're ballin out of control
Let a nigga hold something
Especially if you got it and he
Don't put his niggas on
Tell me what's the sense of
Even having it fo' cause when you're broke
You'll have everything to gain
When you lose it all
Let you inhale out the vape
Do it for the taste
Usually I roll one up to pass around
But now I'm smokin' to the face
Cause chiefing with niggas is such a waste
Unless they my niggas
And nine times out of ten
They got their own pound with them
Own pack of papers and filters
Something to grind
We be smoking them things like six at a time
Five in the air
Four breakin' down, three in my
Head, two on my mind, nigga

One rolled, one rolled, one rolled
I keep more than one rolled, one rolled
One rolled
One rolled, one rolled, one rolled
I keep more than one rolled, one rolled
One rolled i keep more than

A bit of a pothead, it has been said
I keep one rolled up like LL's pantlegs
Full of life in this bitch
Though I may seem half-dead
Trust me, I'm cool
I just ain't talking to you
And them checks coming through as
Just as I predicted
Got a bigger portion cause the Jets
Eating off bigger dishes now
Ain't I the biggest fish up in this pond?
Since life's a bitch
Tell her roll my shit up huh
Secret compartment in my car, James Bond
Though I'm James Bong, nigga bread long
And my name known in e'ry home household
Caught them pussies slippin' tryna squeeze
In the mouse hole that cheese is not yours
You are not chose by the gods
To live as we do so play
Your role in the movie, ain't no pause
No rewind for no man, wait time
So I ain't wasting mine
More grass, more green, more grind
Nigga I keep

One rolled, one rolled, one rolled
I keep more than one rolled, one rolled
One rolled
One rolled, one rolled, one rolled
I keep more than one rolled, one rolled
One rolled i keep more than

And these bitch ass niggas fuck around
Might have to bitch-smack me a nigga
Roll around with a bunch
Of get-rich ass niggas
Who the man? You ain't even
Gotta ask these niggas
I'mma fuck around and take these
Niggas' last three pictures
Man these bitches breaking they neck just
To pass weed with us
We roll, get high, get drunk, more shots
Reload
Too high, he knows, three more, C4, we blow
Bitch, how could you be so fine?
Shake that ass, she so mine
Taking more double shots than
Free throw lines
I might hit like three, four times
They say "What the fuck is you
On?" Fuck if I'm right
Fuck it, I'm on, you fucking at home
Watching my ass, mad that I'm on
On my way to the top
And I'm coming along with one rolled

One rolled, one rolled, one rolled
I keep more than one rolled, one rolled
One rolled
One rolled, one rolled, one rolled
I keep more than one rolled, one rolled
One rolled i keep more than

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