Wiz Khalifa, Chevy Woods - Fans Takin Pictures lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Wiz Khalifa, Chevy Woods - Fans Takin Pictures lyrics]
The fans takin pictures of me
Can't keep these bitches off me
Police up and down the street
But I'm still spliffin homie
Breeze keep a glicker on em
Do a nigga wrong boy
Niggas want my head now that
My money gettin long boy
More than Just a song boy
Thinkin I'm just rappin to you
Niggas keep they ratchet
This is real shit that can happen to you
Come out here and ask em do you
Know about the nigga Wiz
Ever heard of rostrum records
Know who Kev the hustla is
So bitch act like ya know me a youngin bro
But my dough stack like I'm grownin
I'm the black steve austin
I pull up and I stunna
And do just what I wanna
Drunk and full of marijuana your shine low
I'm somethin like a high beam, gotta
Be as high as me, to see things how I see
I don't even drive no more, I let the
Ho's ride me after I see ID
Ain't goin kelly rob me
I'm just bein honest
Bein modest I dun tried bein
But niggas hate it so I
Throw it in they faces
Let em get outta line we goin
Show em to they places
These shots ain't straight up
They come with a couple chasers
And the baddest hoes chase us
I'm runnin to the money
In the back dime bitch up
In my lap gettin blunted ya dugg?
The work raw so I'm coppin now for old money
Hustlin since I was born and
Think you gettin old money
Look dummy, see I'm all about a meal to gain
Youngin off the porch for that
Young money like lil wayne
And all this smoke got my eyes on yao ming
Street pharmaceutical
Damn shoot it and shoulder lean
I'm only bout that green, weed, and currency
Ignorant flow, no I never show em courtesy
Cause I'm a star too, doin what the stars do
Roll em back to back and then
I climb to the stars whoa! Yeah you
Thought the boy was slippin but I wasn't
I connect like the movies get
It cheaper by the dozen
Gotta freak with some cousins
They be always on call
Like the wnba them ho's love balls
I got em trained like 1, 2 suck and blow
Ice box cold wrist, wiz roll another o!
Can't keep these bitches off me
Police up and down the street
But I'm still spliffin homie
Breeze keep a glicker on em
Do a nigga wrong boy
Niggas want my head now that
My money gettin long boy
More than Just a song boy
Thinkin I'm just rappin to you
Niggas keep they ratchet
This is real shit that can happen to you
Come out here and ask em do you
Know about the nigga Wiz
Ever heard of rostrum records
Know who Kev the hustla is
So bitch act like ya know me a youngin bro
But my dough stack like I'm grownin
I'm the black steve austin
I pull up and I stunna
And do just what I wanna
Drunk and full of marijuana your shine low
I'm somethin like a high beam, gotta
Be as high as me, to see things how I see
I don't even drive no more, I let the
Ho's ride me after I see ID
Ain't goin kelly rob me
I'm just bein honest
Bein modest I dun tried bein
But niggas hate it so I
Throw it in they faces
Let em get outta line we goin
Show em to they places
These shots ain't straight up
They come with a couple chasers
And the baddest hoes chase us
I'm runnin to the money
In the back dime bitch up
In my lap gettin blunted ya dugg?
The work raw so I'm coppin now for old money
Hustlin since I was born and
Think you gettin old money
Look dummy, see I'm all about a meal to gain
Youngin off the porch for that
Young money like lil wayne
And all this smoke got my eyes on yao ming
Street pharmaceutical
Damn shoot it and shoulder lean
I'm only bout that green, weed, and currency
Ignorant flow, no I never show em courtesy
Cause I'm a star too, doin what the stars do
Roll em back to back and then
I climb to the stars whoa! Yeah you
Thought the boy was slippin but I wasn't
I connect like the movies get
It cheaper by the dozen
Gotta freak with some cousins
They be always on call
Like the wnba them ho's love balls
I got em trained like 1, 2 suck and blow
Ice box cold wrist, wiz roll another o!