Wiz Khalifa, Project Pat, Juicy J - KK lyrics

Is this the top? Uh
I got my own weed, sucker
So I ain't gotta hit yours
I'm talking straight indo, ahh
Cali weed blowing like a Rastaman
Kush seed straight from Afghanistan
Shooting up the club like an
AK, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
Smoke a P strong every day, I'm

Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK i need it all the time
Don't know what else to say
It's always on my mind, that's why every day
I'm blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK

Put it in a joint, not a blunt
Don't disrespect mine, player
This not the two, this the one
Don't even need a scale
Back in high school I used to be the weedman
Quarter ounces, half ounces, what you need
Man 11th grade, made my way up to a P, man
And sent it back if I ever seen a seed, man
And you don't even gotta ask
You know it by the smell
I treat every day like it's a payday
Top down, counting up the cake and

Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK i need it all the time
Don't know what else to say
It's always on my mind, that's why every day
I'm blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK

I got KK in my pipe
Pockets fat like Kelly Price
If you wanna take a hit you
Can't be afraid of heights
You gon' need some new lungs
Roll me up a blunt-a-thon
While I'm smoking out the bong
Getting sucked like a thumb
Boy I’m in a daze, tangerine haze
I smoke so much KK they
Should've called it Juicy J
Bombay and lemonade, weed get the lemon taste
Never hit the bong, let me demonstrate

Go and roll it, chief and choking, marijuana
Reefer smoking
Tried to sell me some under reggie
Foot up in his colon
Call the doctor, call the clinic
Bullshit we staying with
Your life ain't worth a motherfuckin' quarter
But you payin' with it
Khalifa kush a hundred pounds
That's a half a mil
Memphis streets so eat this like a baby
Like Enfamil
Lungs full of KK, have your mind on a runway
Blow my high, motherfucker
I'mma shoot up like an AK

My white house higher than Willie Nelson
On dabs the wax is melting
These clouds are smoking, help me
I'm flying like Elroy Jetson
I might bring a dispensary down in Tennessee
Whole pounds of granddaddy
But he ain't no kin to me
I’m staying with the greens, like collard

Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK i need it all the time
Don't know what else to say
It's always on my mind, that's why every day
I'm blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK blowing Khalifa Kush
Blowing Khalifa Kush blowing Khalifa Kush
Blowing Khalifa Kush