Khalifa's Friend
Dairy farmer bitch i bring that gas
My mom's a preacher so i talk a bit
Built like flubber, shit was born to snap
This money light so i was born to drift
I'm batting clean up
Hit or miss, i know my nemesis
I'm known to slip a bit a take a trip
Be my psychiatrist
I die a bit
A diatribe of lighting shit on fire
Homies fucked
Cause their dreams are built on razor wire
I'm built to take them higher
Then they've ever been
I'm wiz khalifa's friend
I even look like him
My stomach lining been steel
The only thing i do feel
Is we been keeping it real
Its what you want me to be
Cold fit
Whatchu findin
Sho nuff
Is you fish, is you lion
Bitch im blowin up
Off that rip
Why you eyein
Showin up when the lights come on
Yea
Cold fit
Whatchu findin
Sho nuff
Is you fish, is you lion
Bitch im blowin up
Off that rip
Why you eyein'
Showin up when the lights come on
Like
I'll burn in hell before i give it up
You watch your back or they gon leave you leakin
I trusted once, i keep my circle solid
Can't fuck with shallow
Hallowed kush in my saddle
Up the creek, nigga paddle
Focus on ending war
Writing, fighting through every battle
As life happens to happen
It's different if you were cappin
But captain
I think you crackin
And not like whats hot, what happening
Snappin' it, take ya time like you work
Invest in self, not in shirt
But life is short, live it up
There ain't much time on this dirt
You know they killin' for sport
But high key who gives a fuck
It's only us and our luck
And good kush, hemp papers
And some fire ass
Cold fit
Whatchu findin
Sho nuff
Is you fish, is you lion
Bitch im blowin up
Off that rip
Why you eyein
Showin up when the lights come on
Yea
Cold fit
Whatchu findin
Sho nuff
Is you fish, is you lion
Bitch im blowin up
Off that rip
Why you eyein
Showin up when the lights come on
Cold fit
Whatchu findin
Sho nuff
Is you fish, is you lion
Bitch im blowin up
Off that rip
Why you eyein
Showin up when the lights come on
Yea
Cold fit
Whatchu findin
Sho nuff
Is you fish, is you lion
Bitch im blowin up
Off that rip
Why you eyein'
Showin up when the lights come on
Like
My mom's a preacher so i talk a bit
Built like flubber, shit was born to snap
This money light so i was born to drift
I'm batting clean up
Hit or miss, i know my nemesis
I'm known to slip a bit a take a trip
Be my psychiatrist
I die a bit
A diatribe of lighting shit on fire
Homies fucked
Cause their dreams are built on razor wire
I'm built to take them higher
Then they've ever been
I'm wiz khalifa's friend
I even look like him
My stomach lining been steel
The only thing i do feel
Is we been keeping it real
Its what you want me to be
Cold fit
Whatchu findin
Sho nuff
Is you fish, is you lion
Bitch im blowin up
Off that rip
Why you eyein
Showin up when the lights come on
Yea
Cold fit
Whatchu findin
Sho nuff
Is you fish, is you lion
Bitch im blowin up
Off that rip
Why you eyein'
Showin up when the lights come on
Like
I'll burn in hell before i give it up
You watch your back or they gon leave you leakin
I trusted once, i keep my circle solid
Can't fuck with shallow
Hallowed kush in my saddle
Up the creek, nigga paddle
Focus on ending war
Writing, fighting through every battle
As life happens to happen
It's different if you were cappin
But captain
I think you crackin
And not like whats hot, what happening
Snappin' it, take ya time like you work
Invest in self, not in shirt
But life is short, live it up
There ain't much time on this dirt
You know they killin' for sport
But high key who gives a fuck
It's only us and our luck
And good kush, hemp papers
And some fire ass
Cold fit
Whatchu findin
Sho nuff
Is you fish, is you lion
Bitch im blowin up
Off that rip
Why you eyein
Showin up when the lights come on
Yea
Cold fit
Whatchu findin
Sho nuff
Is you fish, is you lion
Bitch im blowin up
Off that rip
Why you eyein
Showin up when the lights come on
Cold fit
Whatchu findin
Sho nuff
Is you fish, is you lion
Bitch im blowin up
Off that rip
Why you eyein
Showin up when the lights come on
Yea
Cold fit
Whatchu findin
Sho nuff
Is you fish, is you lion
Bitch im blowin up
Off that rip
Why you eyein'
Showin up when the lights come on
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Writer(s): Lance Washington
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