Wiz Khalifa, Mac Miller - Goin' Places lyrics

[Wiz Khalifa, Mac Miller - Goin' Places lyrics]

Fast Eddie, Mac Miller, Wiz Khalifa, nigga
(yeah)
Turn this shit the fuck up, nigga (Uh)
You know how we fuckin' do
Live from the 412 (Uh) crazy 8’s, bitch

Late nights, chillin'
Money stackin' to the ceilin'
Up a couple hundred
Tryna get it to a million rosé spillin'
Already high but I'm good weed twistin'
Niggas got game thanks to me
No need to mention
Automatic start, no keys when I enter
Them youngins take notes
These hoes take pictures
Jaunt me at my shows
Wanna see if I know 'em off Twitter
I'm sorry, baby
It's highly unlikely like me in some Nike's
Get money every day
I'm poppin' bottles nightly
Louie be carry on, I travel lightly
Promoters throw me OZ's
They think of us highly
If I'm in it that mean it's custom prolly
Plus my ho exotic
Smokin' kush that come from Cali
The best in it
Come to that shit, don't question it
You know I got it
Say they tired I get it streets
But they've been waitin' for it
Just left the dealer so that's
Prolly what they hatin' for
Uh, look at the wrist
They got me taken for it
When they walk, money talks
I just can't ignore it
See a piece of pie and think
How I could make it more
My cake enormous, my paper gorgeous

Come live in the town with me
Baby, take a ride with me (Believe that)
I can see us goin' places (Haha)
Every night we're goin' places
Different cities, different faces
I know that we're goin' crazy
We're so high I can't breathe
(Mac Miller y'all happy to see me?)
(Live from the 412)
I can see us goin' places
(Fast Eddie Productions)
Every night we're goin' places
Different cities, different faces
(Aight, look)
I know that we're goin' crazy (Hey)

Now they know my name so no repeatin'
Since the day I started breathin'
It's been good, i'm only cheefin' and my
Bitch is Puerto Rican
Grindin', never sleepin'
Eatin' like I'm Kel and Kenan
Every weekend party all damn night
But then I sleep in
We've been gettin' this money
Since we was youngins, bruh
I'm gettin' cake
You losin' weight just like a tummy tuck
You see me comin' up
Hit you like an uppercut
The 'Burgh great tend to win the
Race and you the runner-up
I got a little success but
I ain't done enough
Jumpin' like a double duck
These haters lookin' dumb as fuck
My weed the precious
All my bitches come with bubble butts
Goin' on a ride, y'all should buckle up
I'm gettin' pussy, you the ugly duck
Swimmin', sinkin' in the pool makin' money
Why the fuck I need to finish school?
Now they see me and they greet me
"Is it really you?"
All around the world, you see the visuals

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