Wiz Khalifa, Curren$y - Stoned Gentleman lyrics

Sledgren

Like my gin neat run the game
I suggest that you get floor seats
Might not leave with everything
But we for sure get a piece
Fix it up, put it on the streets
If I ain't in my 6-4, then my Benz creep
Up and down the street run to the money
Can't nothin' else get me on my feet
We ain't even gotta watch for police
It's legal now, they allow us to grow trees
My hotel suite describe the
Definition of chic
Tryin' not to ash on the sheets
Got a balcony we won't see
30 mil' a year, still tryna be lowkey
And that's just me, not even to mention my OG
Get money 'fore we dip, then we proceed
It's funny how niggas get
We don't do it 'less the whole gang benefit
We stoned gentlemen

Money is the mission
It's skrilla over bitches
Standin' in the way
Fuck him and whoever with him
Pull up on her and she make
A decision to get in
Yeah, your girl hella talkative
'round rich niggas
Room full of hittas and you
Squares can't get in movin' through the air
Eatin' shrimp in the Gulf Stream
She in the mirror for hours
Hopin' that she get seen with us
Your girl hella talkative 'round rich niggas

Hustle is all I know
Spend it and get some more
I'm stayin' on the go
Hopin' it don't get slow
I'm on the paper route with my folk
Ain't part of this game, a joke
Wrap it up like a brick of coke
Call a play like a give-and-go
Ballin' for real
Toss an alley oop off the pick and roll
Rollin' hundred spokes gold, my Rolex frozen
Have you ever seen a quarter
Of a million dollars rollin'?
Bein' drivin' like it's stolen
By a stoned stoner
One of the originals who showed you fools how
To turn the internet rhymes into residuals
I put away a whole lot
Of loot and stayed true, that's what we do
Make it easy to choose, so guess what?
You wonderin' why she gettin' all dressed up
You in the house, messed up, all stressed
For what? Hustle is the only thing gon'
Keep your lights on, fuck love

Money is the mission
It's skrilla over bitches
Standin' in the way
Then fuck him and whoever with him
Pull up on her and she make
A decision to get in
Yeah, your girl hella talkative
'round rich niggas
Room full of hittas and you
Squares can't get in movin' through the air
Eatin' shrimp in the Gulf Stream
She in the mirror for hours
Hopin' that she get seen
With us, your girl hella
Talkative 'round rich niggas, yeah