Wiz Khalifa

[fox69]

"Bout That"

"Bout That"


[Verse 1]
Standin’ on the couches blowin’ on some ounces
Shit from out the country can’t even pronounce it
Another 100k I got that all from tourin’
Throw it in the air just to let em know I'm ballin’
Get the hotel treat it like its residential
Classic wit no diamonds in my presidential
Take a look at me and you can tell I'm paid
Makin all these faces no stevie j
Smokin weed, my hoodie and my leather on
I got a mill just need some shit to bet it on
I got some tree to smoke so they gone let us burn
The waitress bringin bottles I'm just yellin church
Standin’ on the couches blowin’ on some grass
These niggas talkin’ shit but hate will never last
Look at my section vip we showin class
Kush in every joint pierre jouet in every glass

[Hook]
You know I'm about that shit
Niggas hatin every day thats why they doubt that shit
If we smokin need a ounce of that shit
And I never ever leave the crib without that shit
You know I'm about that shit
Niggas hatin every day thats why they doubt that shit
If we smokin need a ounce of that shit
And I never ever leave the crib without that shit

[Verse 2]
You know I'm about that
Ain’t never worried bout fallin off cuz I'ma bounce back
Uh, where yo ounce at?
You talkin bout yo fuckin car but where house at?
Yea, I'm gettin cheese thoe
Walk up in the club they treat me like I'm nino
Uh, sippin moet
Got a couple cars that I ain’t even drove yet
Yea, wheres the champaign?
Told my jeweler put some diamonds in my damn ring
Club lookin dry make it rain for em
Face another drink call that a brainstorm
Tatted from my feet up, vip we meet up
Gotta pour some liquor, gotta roll some weed up
Then feel are face we get are plates and eat up
Keep bringin ace this ain’t a race but if it was we’d be first place

[Hook]
You know I'm about that shit
Niggas hatin every day thats why they doubt that shit
If we smokin need a ounce of that shit
And I never ever leave the crib without that shit

 

[fox69]

"Brainstorm"

"Brainstorm"


I'm cool with the new me
Some niggas tell me they wish I'd
Go back to the old me
But don't even know me!
Cause I be on some rich nigga shit
Guess they comfortable with the broke me
I blow by tha OZ
But you knew that and all you niggas knew this jack
And now you motherfuckers owe me
Some people ask why I be low-key
Guess I'm too real for me to act
Like I'm your homie
A lot of niggas try to get involved
When they see you make it on your own
Hear they songs, but they not as real
Cause when you got it all, something's gotta give
And we ain't talking if it's not about a dollar bill

[Hook:]
I got so many things running through my mind...
Just drink and smoke, wanna float, unwind...

Amazed how I get so much paper?
I'm more amazed how you could be such a hater!
Getting my lemonade squeezed fresh
No refrigerator touching my shit
Private island waiter, chef, maid, butler
Ride jet skis all day
Come home to bed already made for us
Niggas who's winning like this they got a name for us
Fucking champions cause we run the game, Forrest
Oh,

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Breaking News"
(with Wiz Khalifa)
(feat. Project Pat)

"Breaking News"
(with Wiz Khalifa)
(feat. Project Pat)



[Juicy J:]
Man there's so many niggas out here still owe me fucking money and shit mane
You know what I'm saying
Shit crazy man
Keep that shit though dawg
We still getting mo
(808 Mafia)

[Juicy J & Wiz Khalifa:]
Yo nigga got me hot so I'ma make him hot
Fire his ass up
Make his body rock
Make his body rock
Make his body rock
Breaking news
He pronounced dead on the spot
I know what they say
But know what I say?
I say, fuck them niggas
I say, fuck them niggas
I say, fuck them niggas
I know what they say
But know what I say?
I say, fuck them niggas
I say, fuck them niggas
I say, fuck them niggas

[Juicy J:]
I ain't playing bout the money nigga Bang bang
Pull up on your block
Bang bang
No diamonds in my watch
This a plain jane
If you keep punching the clock
You get the same thang
I got a Bent with no top
That bitch nasty
My chain got a 100 rocks
That bitch flashy
How I made it to the top?
Don't even ask me
I just pulled off with your thot
That bitch trashy
I fishtail off the lot
My shit go 200
Pockets full of Papa Smurfs
Nothing but blue money
Nigga hate, probably mad cause I fucked your woman (I fucked her)
Shorty all in your face
She never saw it coming

[Juicy J & Wiz Khalifa:]
Yo nigga got me hot so I'ma make him hot
Fire his ass up
Make his body rock
Make his body rock
Make his body rock
Breaking news
He pronounced dead on the spot
I know what they say
But know what I say?
I say, fuck them niggas
I say, fuck them niggas
I say, fuck them niggas
I know what they say
But know what I say?
I say, fuck them niggas
I say, fuck them niggas
I say, fuck them niggas

[Wiz Khalifa:]
I throw two fingers or two hands
That means gang, gang
I make a call to my shooters
That mean gang bang
These niggas tricking on these broads
That's a shame shame
I did it once but won't never do it again, again
I'm smoking KK so we never on the same strain
I'm flying private so we never on the same plane
It's me and YOLO ratchet chick
I got her giving brain
Ran up on'em now the homies like
Don't die kane, mane
My new car insane
I'm in the ghost, getting ghost
Out here switching lanes
And if a nigga act tough
Then my niggas spray
They don't care they hitting everything that's in the way
Taylor Gang

[Juicy J & Wiz Khalifa:]
Yo nigga got me hot so I'ma make him hot
Fire his ass up
Make his body rock
Make his body rock
Make his body rock
Breaking news
He pronounced dead on the spot
I know what they say
But know what I say?
I say, fuck them niggas
I say, fuck them niggas
I say, fuck them niggas
I know what they say
But know what I say?
I say, fuck them niggas
I say, fuck them niggas
I say, fuck them niggas

[Project Pat:]
I don't rock with you niggas like that-aaa
Breako to the head
Come up off them recordaaas
Barrell to the stomach
Chopper blowing out his back-aaa
Pull like [?] moves if the walls to my backaaa
Then I'ma creep at a low speed
Chopper what you gone see
Fire out them AK barrels the last thing you gone see
If I'm masked up then you got a better chance of living
If I'm bird faced then
It's just according to how I'm feeling
You niggas like hoes
You like to argue and fuss
I raise up that fire stick I'ma let it buss
Find your body somewhere [?] like some rock cocaine
Shot him in the head
Brains, hanging like a chain

[Juicy J & Wiz Khalifa:]
Yo nigga got me hot so I'ma make him hot
Fire his ass up
Make his body rock
Make his body rock
Make his body rock
Breaking news
He pronounced dead on the spot
I know what they say
But know what I say?
I say, fuck them niggas
I say, fuck them niggas
I say, fuck them niggas
I know what they say
But know what I say?
I say, fuck them niggas
I say, fuck them niggas
I say, fuck them niggas

 

[fox69]

"Breaks"
(with John Cena)

"Breaks"
(with John Cena)



[Chorus - Wiz Khalifa:]
They try to make me slow down
But I live with the brakes off
They tell me I should hold up
But I live with the brakes off
Brakes off, brakes off, brakes off
And we're goin up, up, up, up
Brakes off, brakes off

[Wiz Khalifa:]
Uhh, uhh, uhh
First place in the race, either first or you last
My foot stay on the gas
Floatin (floatin floatin) ain't take much from out the class
Open the Forbes see a young (young) 'bout his
Hear people talkin 'bout they dreams, he really livin out his (livin out his)
They hatin just to hate but they don't really doubt it
Mm, my eyes stay on the prize (my eyes stay on the prize)
Told E I realized that love built this
So I'll be damned if you fake (fake) kill it, put my all in, make 'em feel it
Show me them people who think it's bosses, I'll make 'em look like children
Top floor of the building, orderin drinks, rollin up, planes all in the same
Goes without sayin, y'all know the slang, no pain, no gain
Let's get it

[Chorus]

[John Cena:]
I'm makin ground mine, you takin downtime
Every word is hustle, the whole entire sound shine
Chasin the finer things, shinin like diamond rings
Gemstone flow, that's the clarity my rhymin brings
Kid with the cold voice, I'm such a bold choice
Tailored suit, pullin up, in that Rolls Royce
Drop-head coupe, suicide doors
Arrivin like Sinatra, Louis Vuitton floors
I'm talkin 'bout my shoes, I'm chalkin up your crews
I'ma give away the end, partner y'all about to lose
That's just the way it goes, don't take it to heart B
I say you're (Just a Friend) cause my (Biz) is the Markie/marquee

[Wiz Khalifa:]
They try to make me slow down (slow down)
Brakes off (brakes off) brakes off (brakes off)
They tell me I should hold up (hold up)
Brakes off (brakes off) brakes off (brakes off)
They try to make me slow down (slow down)
Brakes off (brakes off) brakes off (brakes off)
They tell me I should hold up (hold up)
Brakes off (brakes off) but I live with the brakes off

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"BTS"

"BTS"


My momma ain't raise no fool nigga
Matter of fact, maybe she did
My momma raised a fool (haha)
But that don't mean we can't get rich
Too rich (too rich)
That's what they say

Humble beginnings
Rich ass endings
Pockets on swole
Big ass bingies
Started off losin'
Man it wasn't choosin'
Stuck with my nigga's
Now we all winnin'
Rollin' up paper
Ball like a Laker
Top on the building
I'm high as a 'scraper
What can I say now
Cops know my name now
No time to play round
I'm rich and I'm paid now
Stay on that piece for shit for nigga's that spray rounds
Hear all the talk, they gon' come see you any day now
Try not to fade now
Try to find a way out
Nobodies innocent nigga
Get down or lay down
Made so much money but look how I'd paid out
Don't trust the bank no more so I went and got a safe in my house
Guess all these diamonds on my wrist
What u blinkin' about
It's all my money on my mind when I'm thinkin' about

[Hook:]
Try to be the best that I can
They got the right decisions, handle it like a man
You know I try to do shit with my heart
They talk but I don't listen
I just finish what I start
You know I tried the nigga's that said I can't
They got the right decisions, handle business like a man
You know I try when people say I should change
Sometimes I'm done with trying, I'm just trying to be the same

Nigga's still hating
Critics still weighting
Said that I'd change my ways and start catching these cases
But never said I'd stop counting these faces
Flyin' new places
Buying them cases
Nigga's want problems
I don't entertain it
Cause if it's real problems
It's not entertainment
I'm rollin' a joint up
Precise like a painter
The grind is what made us
The grind is what made us
Now the nigga's that I grew up with lookin' richer
Too much turnin' up
The club owners tryin' to censor
Tatted everywhere my full body full of scriptures
Pull up in the phantom
Paparazzi takin' pictures
Sellin' so much swag
We should be your swag vender
Big winner in the club, big cash spender
Throwin' signs to my man like he a damn pitcher
Some shit you can't witness
My nigga we been business

[Hook:]
Try to be the best that I can
They got the right decisions, handle business like a man
You know I try to do shit with my heart
They talk but i don't listen
I just finish what I start
You know I tried the nigga's that said I can't
They got the right decisions, handle business like a man
You know I try when people say I should change
Sometimes I'm done with trying, I'm just trying to be the same

 

[fox69]

"Burn Slow"
(feat. Rae Sremmurd)

"Burn Slow"
(feat. Rae Sremmurd)



[Swae Lee (Wiz Khalifa):]
(Niggas gonna need a nap in a little bit)
Burn slow (Get back up from a trap nap)
Burn slow, burn slow
(I'm burning slow right now)
Burn slow
(I'm at the end of the inscent)
Burn slow, burn slow
(Niggas ain't got kids)
Burn slow, burn slow

[Wiz Khalifa:]
Nobody open the door
Homie I blow by the “O”
Burning it down, good shit is all that I know
I done had all that before
Shawty a pro, told her get down on the floor
She take it all in her throat
She wanna go, smell the weed all in my clothes
Fuck her, don't need her no more
Six in a row, get a bitch, give her the bone
Break her like six in them stones
Niggas so cold, thinking I sit in the snow
I keep a bitch getting stoned
Smoke in my home, all my whips covered in chrome
All my dips love giving dome
Get it to go, back to my crib stuffing cones
Y'all either kids or my clones
We turnt up on marijuana and champagne
Them niggas talk who they are, but they don't do a thing
Can't tell me I ain't drunk, I'm on that water in a cup
Different strokes, find me a bitch I can poke
I'mma go get me an "O" and

[Swae Lee:]
Burn slow, burn slow [x4]

[Wiz Khalifa:]
Got a couple thousand dollars and some change rolled up
I get money every day so everything's on us
I got my own strain, it come with my name
Go straight to the brain, your shit ain't the same
A different lane, we sipping champagne
I been in the game, just give me a flame
She looking for change, I'm rolling up Jane
I'm balling insane, got more than six rings
In love with my slang, I'm puffing a J
I hunt her today, come up with a play
Most of these niggas be wanting to cuff on a bitch
I just be up in the way, stuff in the safe
I'm loving the race, stuck in first place
Fuck her for days
Them niggas wanna talk about it but they don't wanna roll
What it takes to be a real G, they don't even know
I go to her page, she come to my place
It look like a maze, we roll up a plane
She look at my change, she start giving brain
If they ain't the gang, then we ain't the same

[Swae Lee:]
Burn slow, burn slow [x4]

 

[fox69]

"Buss Down"

"Buss Down"


Yeah!
Or should I say yeaaaaaah!
Shout out my nigga, Sledgren, my nigga Artie
You already know man
Keepin' me poppin' up in them magazines face all over the place
I know you see it
Prince Of The City man, 2, E, you ready?

I'm looking for a buss down

[Hook:]
Every time I hit a city if you ever see her with me and she rollin' then she gotta be a (buss down)
And she get it like a pro ain't nobody gotta know
Hell no she ain't a ho, she a (buss down)
A couple swishers feelin' right
Yeah I hope that ain't cha wife cause tonight shawty lookin like a (buss down)
Say she know me I'm the man I understand she wanna ride with the camp then she gotta be a (buss down)

When I touch ground
I need a line of them bussies when I come round
Riding but its soft leather seats in my truck now (now)
They throw it at me I receiving for da touchdown
She gotta be a buss down
Ray got my cigarillo smelling right
Tell her what its sitting for and I ain't gotta tell her twice (nahh)
And it's going down tonight ain't got the time to take you out
I'm only in town tonight fuck the wait I'm bout to crush now (now)
I got her star struck heard that
Heard that I just signed a major deal I'm getting star bucks (yeeuh)
Got you going ballistic trying to get back to my tour bus
Hope you brought a couple of your friends here witchu cause it's more of us
Boogie hoes be boring us, she gotta be about it (bout it)
Got any once of attitude then I can do without it (out it)
She gotta be a sure fire thick fine knock a whole clique down
Go hard work a day job on a week and she a (buss down)

[Hook]

Its a must now, you in here with your man its time to put them cuffs down
Say you ain't with cheatin got you creepn on a hush now (now)
You never smoke before, I gotchu hitting blunts now
Watch your average nigga holla at you and you shut dowm
Know exactly who I am (am) she put her front down
Flyer than a motherfucker nothing but that newness (newness)
Know she a buss down, no she say she don't usually do this (do this)
You're borderline exclusive that's why you off in my new shit (yeah)
That body get you what you want, and you know how to use it (yaa)
All I do is tell them who I am and bitches lose it (lose it)
I'm all about my paper dog she in love with my music
All eyes on me (me) I feel like I'm the new kid
A zombie I make her give me brains til she stupid (stupid)
And if she can be certified ride or die, gotta mean back side
Let me and my team hit it right, then I turn her to a (buss down)

[Hook]

This for all my buss downs from here to over there
You dug, or you see me, wave hi then bye, not much conversation in between
Sledgren (yeeuh)
Its Young..Whiz.......Khalifa man (buss down)

 

[fox69]

"Cabin Fever"

"Cabin Fever"


Yeah
Yeaah
Hahahahaha
You niggas know its the gang or kill yourself right?
Yeaah
Yup
Red hat black chucks black 501's on
That's your baby momma but her numbers in my iPhone
Yea I got a girl but I swear I need a newer bitch
Let her out the house and I'll be leaving here with your bitch
I'm flyin in a different city every night
Got everything I ever wanted so this can't be life
Breaking down the weed I'm bout to make a plane
A hundred niggas with me all reppin taylor gang

Yeaaahahhhh bitch
Okaaayyyy
Yeaah
Yup
Lot of niggas fake but me I'm these hoes fate
Feed her alcohol and leave that bitch with no taste
Out of this world need my own space
Back seat and I'm a ride until the chrome break
Big heat will turn your body to a cold case
She don't even make it rain she just throw me face
Got some niggas quick to bang like they major pain
Told her mom I rep the gang she just say the same

Yeaaaaahhhhh bitch

[Chorus]
If you see em point em out
If you see em point em out

There's a bad bitch in here
If you see her point her out

There's a bad bitch in here
If you see her point her out

Yeeeaaahh yupp

You show up to concerts looking like a fan
I pull up in car service looking like the man
Hella reefer smoke a lot of pictures being taken
My bitch from Atlanta my weed is Jamaican
I don't talk much too many niggas hatin
Bout a booty that's my type of conversation
I dropped a little change on these hater frames
Took her car keys and let her played the way
Yeaaah..bitch

[Chorus]
If you see em point em out
If you see em point em out

There's a bad bitch in here
If you see her point her out

There's a bad bitch in here
If you see her point her out

Yeeeaaahh yupp

Uh

 

[fox69]

"California"

"California"


I’mma smoke a trippy stick on this one
OG Hash oil
It's cool

Roll a joint, roll another one
When it’s all said and done
I’ll be at the top bitch
Cause I hustle a lot
Them cars, we pulling em off the lot
Don’t even test drive it before I cop
Just bordered a yacht
Or at the craps table in Vegas
The dealer saying how he admiring my watch
I’m placing my wager
Don't even care about how much paper I blow
Cuz how to get this money and stay on
A couple things that I know
I’m blowing that stink by the O
My weed so strong I swear to god you would think it’s cologne
I go anywhere in the world and just make it my home
Staying at the highest level but I didn’t make it alone
Now that my money right them suckers keep thinking I’m wrong
But I’m just switching lanes, foot off the brake and I’m gone
If you ain’t talking money homie, you can’t get a call
Cause this a motherfuckin life that you can’t live at all
I’m getting high while I drive, I ain’t thinking of y’all

[Hook]
I just wanna ride in my ride with my top down
And smoke weed with my niggas..
I just wanna ride in my ride with my top down
And smoke weed with my niggas..

Still rolling weed on my XXL
Only difference is that’s me on the cover
Once in a while call my little sister and tell her I love her
Cause shit can get crazy in this industry
most your friends become your enemies
That’s why I stay down with the ones that’s been with me
The niggas who started and they down to ride to the end with me
Make sure the positive energy keep flowing
All the weed keep rolling and
All of us gone get high, off the sky
We gonna keep from falling
Niggas keep hating, but baby I’mma keep ballin
A lot of y'all turn fakers you found out what I make on
Now I’m buying a steak on
Going on private island vacations
Flying on private planes
I’m cool with the pilot, he let me roll something
Put on a movie, let my girl watch it
At the dealer high looking, at Ferrari options
Just an everyday life, when you young and bossin’

[Hook]
I just wanna ride in my ride with my top down
And smoke weed with my niggas....
I just wanna ride in my ride with my top down
And smoke weed with my niggas....

 

[fox69]

"Call Again"
(feat. Problem & Juicy J)

"Call Again"
(feat. Problem & Juicy J)



[Wiz Khalifa:]
Time and time again
I tell 'em I don't love 'em I just fuck 'em
Then I move on to another one, pass 'em to my brother
Get that pussy under cover, got her ass from her mother
Got my weed straight from Berner, you a nerd so you cuff her
I could hardly trust these bitches I learn they no sucker
On that gas like a trucker, smack the ass when I fuck her
I get plenty love, it's all of the above
I'm on Gin and drugs, give me some
Then it's straight to the club, pockets feelin' numb
Niggas love trynna hate on us, they ain't real enough
Always feelin' building up, young and I'm rich as fuck
Text your bitch, I ain't trynna "Netflix & Chill" with her
I'mma roll and drink, give her the best dick she ever had
She don't fuck then I'mma get her bestfriend instead of her
My cash is irregular, I bag bitches everywhere
Got some clothes still got on the tags that I don't never wear
You on last smokin' doin' dabs I run through the cash

They tryna argue nah they lay with all this foreign
You don't believe in what you hear, it's all the same
You been here time to time, you heard it all before
After I fuck you once I'll never call again

[Problem:]
These bitches be like
Dick hoppin', clique hoppin' for better positions
Pillow talking to any nigga payin' attention
They on a mission tryna fog up a players vision
Fuck then I'm finished, before you leave bitch go clean that kitchen
I ain't gon lie oh yeah the Chachi was a victim once
Before that happens again you will catch me smokin' blunts
And all I do is papers, all I'm bout is paper
Love you for the night, tomorrow we are strangers
You ain't gotta call cause I ain’t
Textin' "Can we kick it?" no reply
You text again like I thought we had a connection
I texted back "Bitch I ain't that type of guy"
Gang over everything
Taylor, Diamond Lane we the reconnected
Bombay and bomb dick bitch is better then expected
Bossed up, fuckin' top so you better no disrespect
It's Compton to the fuckin' burbs we connected
Hit the exit

[Wiz Khalifa:]
They tryna argue nah they lay with all this foreign
You don't believe in what you hear, it's all the same
You been here time to time, you heard it all before
After I fuck you once I'll never call again

[Juicy J speaks]