Wiz Khalifa
Dank Moody Freestyle
[Intro]
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How you talk to rich n***as, you a broke one
How you talk to rich n***as, you a broke one
How you talk to rich n***as, you a broke one
How you talk to rich n***as, you a broke one
[Verse]
Told me not to smoke
But I'm still blazing it up
You get Kush & Orange Juice if I pee in a cup
Need three bitches at once, that's a three-on-one
Always rollin' the skunk, don't really be in the club
Like to start off really slow, she tellin' me to beat it up
Uh, alien, the next one that I smoke, they beaming me up
Smoke Khalifa Kush joints by the pound, these ain't runts
Seen the Chrome Heart ones that I had on, now she in Chucks (chucks, chucks, chucks, chucks)
Told them haters, "Eat my dust", Pay your fee or chalk it up
All them n***as sitting ducks (ducks, ducks, ducks, ducks)
Get a P, don't weigh it up, keep it P, no laying up
When you see me, say "What's up?"
Took her out to lunch, she started eating me up
Heard that Kush & Orange Juice two, now she in love
Love my freestyles on the 'Gram, I just start heating it up
Tellin' her homegirls, "He ain't the two, he the one"
Told me I needed a buzz, I broke it down, laid it up
Know that I came from the mud, pull on my chains for the Huzz
Rollin' a J with no crush
Knew one day I'd be this blessed, knew one day she'd let me fuck
She told me, "Say less," so I don't say no more
Got away with it once, but I don't play no more
Say it hurt her eyes, she can't look at my chain no more
I'll be throwin' up my [sign/side?] 'til I can't no more
One look at the score, I can even it up
Got the Kush & Orange, but you won't see a seed in my joint
If she in the front row, then she seated with us
If you keep a joint rolled, then we keepin' in touch
[Outro]
Hey yo, this shit crazy (this shit crazy)