–Verse: Wiz Khalifa–
Uh, sometimes I just wanna get high
Not pick up my phone
Not be concerned with the bullshit that’s going on
Get my paper long
Stack it all up with my bad bitch, who could clear the bong
Maybe hit the booth and make a song
Make sure my money hit the roof before I’m gone
One touch, the roof is in the trunk
No blunts, I’m only rolling papers when I puff
The sky’s the limit
It’s time to get it
Multiplying ’em digits
While supplying that real shit
Don’t get dismissed
Lil’ nigga, hit this
–Hook: Wiz Khalifa–
Still do what I want
You do what you can
That’s why I ride around
Feeling like the man
If you feel the same
Then you understand
They get mad but I still do what I want
Still do what I want
You do what you can
That’s why I ride around
Feeling like the man
If you feel the same
Then you understand
They get mad but I still do what I want
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