Its yoooouuuung Khalifa man Alotta yall thinkin its ur time but ill tell you its taylor gang season Gotta man so they tryin talk bad but i dont care
Chorus: I'm livin' life fast, sometimes you slow down but I continue speedin' The New York nights, Miami beaches, and Hollywood Hoes I'm fresh out the
I?m so incredible wait Wit no metal to waist I flow great And that?ll level ya face But I?ll still let a nigga have it You talk greasy but u still
[Wiz Khalifa] Money, money, money It's young Khalifa man And I got money, hoes, money and hoes I got money, hoes, money and hoes Big money talking
(feat. Curren$y) [Wiz Khalifa - Verse 1] Fast livin', good weed, bad women Rollin' up joints with hash in 'em True pot head do everything last minute
my thing ya you are a lil sicka (yea) Splits and big chipas (yeaaa) young but rich niggas You want that real shit well den fuck with wiz nigga! And I [
Niggaz know Taylor gang sunshine or snow Them hoes running their best clothes And I prolly fucked your bitch nigga Real shit We never low low Away we
[Intro:] Incom, incom, incom, incom, incompatible, (Oh) It don't matter though (Oh) Cause someone's bound to hear my cry (Oh Oh Oh Oh) Speak out if you
fly No games though, no names spoke This crack right here, cocaine flow I don't know what you doing but I'm paid bro Yeah I pitch that 9 like pedro [Wiz Khalifa
the summer's leaving Hey yo, I'm something like the ? speaking I'm from the home of the gorillas in the jungle seeking To bring, my ? other, any time
Um, it?s hardly a secret you aint gon stop tryna get where you going until you reach it always had them bars back in the day when the same ones running
(feat. Young Jeezy & Chevy Woods) [Wiz Khalifa - Chorus] I bought a whole O to smoke I'm riding high My n-ggas with me, they down to ride I got my change
i make it hot(i make it hot) i make it hot(i make it hot) i make it h-h-hot(yeaah) never not enough for you girl you know my name young khalifa
(Wiz Khalifa) Yeaaahhh bitch The Jets and the Taylor gang Champagne, paper planes You already know what it is man Young Khalifa, my nigga spitta Yeah
m keefin' on this blunt Give the people what they want That's why we gettin' cake Catch me in the lab Benji got my money straight And niggas gonna hate Khalifa
back to bein broke Cause if I I stay on my grind tryin to stop my shine that day el be never ever (verse 1) Started out just a fan writin like every other
the rain y'all drop I'm gon rock and I ain't gon stop [chorus] Who's the kid spittin flames Changin the game His name, it's Wiz Khalifa man From
spendin 80?s cash Look on that Mercedes dash, boy you know what it is Blowin on a scarecrow on my way to see the Wiz [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa] [YG:] Ridin