Wiz Khalifa - Get That Zip Off lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Wiz Khalifa - Get That Zip Off lyrics]
Uh, what is you saying? My money insane
I’m fresh off a plane, I'm rolling a plant
Girl why is you playing? Let’s
Stick to the plan
That weed is so good that it stick to my hand
It come from the land, I know I’m the man
Bought a few packs so they throw a few in
I don’t understand, I know what you payin'
I smoke ‘til it’s gone and grow it again
(Huh?) it ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
I was smoking trees at
The party acting gnarly
I got hundred pounds of weed, talkin' shawty
What ya need? Kush be so strong
Hit it once it’s hard to breathe
Have you coughing up a lung
So much smoke you tryna leave
Blowing up a nigga phone
What I tell your ass?
Talking about that pack I ain’t
Tryna sell your ass
(God damn) Rollie on my wrist
Doobie in my fist sipping on that Cris
Definitely going to jail if I take a piss
It ain’t nothin’ to get that tip off
Arm out the window
It ain’t nothin’ to get that clip off
It ain't nothing to knock your clique off
Put it in her mouth
I swear she tried to suck my dick off
(God Damn)
It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
28 grams in a Ziploc
It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
Got one rolled up, you should roll one too
Let’s get fucked up, girl you know how we do
What time? What place? Drink gin, no chase
First time all out, next time call us
Don’t hit the bong, get the smoke is bad
Say you smoking strong, but you wrong
You been smoking trash
It ain't in my lungs if
It ain’t that pressure
First thing in the morning grab my
Joint from out the dresser
Keep my OG in a jar ‘cause I like it fresh
Said he hit the weed, he ain’t ready yet
Steady flexin’ on these children
Like I’m WIllie Nelson
No discretion, come to drugs
I got a big selection
It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
28 grams in a Ziploc
It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
(Laughing) 28 grams nigga
The fuck you wanna do nigga?
I’m coning the joint while we
Talk right now nigga fuck wrong with you?
A zip at a time bitch
Put that lil’ ass shit away
Fuck wrong with you niggas man
We do it big over here man, Taylor Gang
I’ll be in motherfuckin’ Denver on 4
20 nigga weed’s legal there, so that’s sweet
Y’ll niggas smoke like two joints a day
And you talkin’ bout you
Gettin’ high motherfucker that’s cool
We gon’ continue to get dumb high
We ain’t abusing it, we using it
I’m fresh off a plane, I'm rolling a plant
Girl why is you playing? Let’s
Stick to the plan
That weed is so good that it stick to my hand
It come from the land, I know I’m the man
Bought a few packs so they throw a few in
I don’t understand, I know what you payin'
I smoke ‘til it’s gone and grow it again
(Huh?) it ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
I was smoking trees at
The party acting gnarly
I got hundred pounds of weed, talkin' shawty
What ya need? Kush be so strong
Hit it once it’s hard to breathe
Have you coughing up a lung
So much smoke you tryna leave
Blowing up a nigga phone
What I tell your ass?
Talking about that pack I ain’t
Tryna sell your ass
(God damn) Rollie on my wrist
Doobie in my fist sipping on that Cris
Definitely going to jail if I take a piss
It ain’t nothin’ to get that tip off
Arm out the window
It ain’t nothin’ to get that clip off
It ain't nothing to knock your clique off
Put it in her mouth
I swear she tried to suck my dick off
(God Damn)
It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
28 grams in a Ziploc
It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
Got one rolled up, you should roll one too
Let’s get fucked up, girl you know how we do
What time? What place? Drink gin, no chase
First time all out, next time call us
Don’t hit the bong, get the smoke is bad
Say you smoking strong, but you wrong
You been smoking trash
It ain't in my lungs if
It ain’t that pressure
First thing in the morning grab my
Joint from out the dresser
Keep my OG in a jar ‘cause I like it fresh
Said he hit the weed, he ain’t ready yet
Steady flexin’ on these children
Like I’m WIllie Nelson
No discretion, come to drugs
I got a big selection
It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
28 grams in a Ziploc
It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off
(Laughing) 28 grams nigga
The fuck you wanna do nigga?
I’m coning the joint while we
Talk right now nigga fuck wrong with you?
A zip at a time bitch
Put that lil’ ass shit away
Fuck wrong with you niggas man
We do it big over here man, Taylor Gang
I’ll be in motherfuckin’ Denver on 4
20 nigga weed’s legal there, so that’s sweet
Y’ll niggas smoke like two joints a day
And you talkin’ bout you
Gettin’ high motherfucker that’s cool
We gon’ continue to get dumb high
We ain’t abusing it, we using it