Wiz Khalifa - Pedal to the Metal lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Wiz Khalifa - Pedal to the Metal lyrics]
Cool blue Ice
Things never looked this nice
It's the life we live, it's the price we pay
400 a zip, Imperial Rosé
Black diamonds and all of my whips timeless
Vow to never break your heart or a promise
I got us ain't a show off, just being honest
You wanna sip mimosas, I'll pour em
Take a trip, we can blow a few dollars
Other bitches you heard about em
But you're moving forward and never backwards
Cop shorty a quarter
Let her roll it up for practice
Love to role play
You studying to be an actress
What the haps is
I'ma call you later then I'll fall through
Maybe we can all get faded
And I'm 100, them others tryin to fake it
Self made G, millionaire in the making
Boss of my team, bringin home the bacon
Ya nigga fallin off you need a replacement
Face it now you drunk and your heart's racin
Let me buy you a drink, better yet a bottle
Girl you look good, you remind me of a model
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah-ee, yeah, yeah
So we off to the crib, girly gon' follow
Pedal to the metal, everything full throttle
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah-ee, yeah, yeah
The money come in, the money go
The same seem to pertain to them corny hoes
So I keep it G, continually stack this paper
While all them bitches chase me
Won't be a net for your safety
Bitch can't hold her self down
Then she bound to drizzown
We party in Vegas, Smokin'
Pina Colada papers travel the world
People know what our face is
Waitress, bringin' 'em by the cases
For me and my real niggas
We not in the matrix i'm talkin' plane shit
That shit you have to join the gang wit
Can probably make you leave your man
For first class living
Taking pictures in the sand
100 thousand dollar whips
Shopping trips to Japan
So you rollin' if you know like I know
Them niggas don't go where I go gangsta
Let me buy you a drink, better yet a bottle
Girl you look good, you remind me of a model
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah-ee, yeah, yeah
So we off to the crib, girly gon' follow
Pedal to the metal, everything full throttle
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah-ee, yeah, yeah
Ok mami, I fucks wit you
Borderline stuck wit you
I roll up, hit the airport and stunt wit you
Count all this bread
Maybe split a cut wit you
No respect to niggas who smoke blunts wit you
All wins, no loss big house, mowed lawn
No lease, owned cars
Straight work, I'm my own boss
Let me buy you a drink, better yet a bottle
Girl you look good, you remind me of a model
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah-ee, yeah, yeah
So we off to the crib, girly gon' follow
Pedal to the metal, everything full throttle
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah-ee, yeah, yeah
Things never looked this nice
It's the life we live, it's the price we pay
400 a zip, Imperial Rosé
Black diamonds and all of my whips timeless
Vow to never break your heart or a promise
I got us ain't a show off, just being honest
You wanna sip mimosas, I'll pour em
Take a trip, we can blow a few dollars
Other bitches you heard about em
But you're moving forward and never backwards
Cop shorty a quarter
Let her roll it up for practice
Love to role play
You studying to be an actress
What the haps is
I'ma call you later then I'll fall through
Maybe we can all get faded
And I'm 100, them others tryin to fake it
Self made G, millionaire in the making
Boss of my team, bringin home the bacon
Ya nigga fallin off you need a replacement
Face it now you drunk and your heart's racin
Let me buy you a drink, better yet a bottle
Girl you look good, you remind me of a model
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah-ee, yeah, yeah
So we off to the crib, girly gon' follow
Pedal to the metal, everything full throttle
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah-ee, yeah, yeah
The money come in, the money go
The same seem to pertain to them corny hoes
So I keep it G, continually stack this paper
While all them bitches chase me
Won't be a net for your safety
Bitch can't hold her self down
Then she bound to drizzown
We party in Vegas, Smokin'
Pina Colada papers travel the world
People know what our face is
Waitress, bringin' 'em by the cases
For me and my real niggas
We not in the matrix i'm talkin' plane shit
That shit you have to join the gang wit
Can probably make you leave your man
For first class living
Taking pictures in the sand
100 thousand dollar whips
Shopping trips to Japan
So you rollin' if you know like I know
Them niggas don't go where I go gangsta
Let me buy you a drink, better yet a bottle
Girl you look good, you remind me of a model
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah-ee, yeah, yeah
So we off to the crib, girly gon' follow
Pedal to the metal, everything full throttle
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah-ee, yeah, yeah
Ok mami, I fucks wit you
Borderline stuck wit you
I roll up, hit the airport and stunt wit you
Count all this bread
Maybe split a cut wit you
No respect to niggas who smoke blunts wit you
All wins, no loss big house, mowed lawn
No lease, owned cars
Straight work, I'm my own boss
Let me buy you a drink, better yet a bottle
Girl you look good, you remind me of a model
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah-ee, yeah, yeah
So we off to the crib, girly gon' follow
Pedal to the metal, everything full throttle
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah-ee, yeah, yeah