Lit (Remix)

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa] Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Ty Dolla $ign] Ooh, ooh We don't put it on in the crib if it ain't fire Ooh, ooh Won't even pull up to the club in it if it ain't fire Ooh, ooh Won't smoke, won't pass, won't hit it if it ain't fire Ooh, ooh Don't spend no time on a bitch if she ain't fire Ooh, ooh We don't put it on in the crib if it ain't fire Ooh, ooh Won't even pull up to the club in it if it ain't fire Ooh, ooh Won't smoke, won't pass, won't hit it if it ain't fire Ooh, ooh Don't spend no time on a bitch if she ain't fire [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Let's get to the basics, let's get to the basics (get to the basics) I'm rollin' a J up, I'm lovin' the fragrance (lovin' the fragrance) I'm hardly on time 'cause my mind is where space is (my mind is where space is) But I always on grind 'cause that's how my fam raised me (how my fam raised me, how my fam raised me) Think I got problems, say that I'm crazy (say that I'm crazy) Love marijuana, smoke on the daily (smoke on the daily) Smoke with my mama, roll one for my lady (one for my lady, one for my lady) Blow the whole pound now, came up from an eighty (up from an eighty) I'm lettin' the top down, and countin' them faces (countin' them faces) I'm blowin' the smoke out, exhalin' the vapors (exhalin' the vapors) I'm smokin' in public, they stare in amazement (they stare in amazement) I'm lightin' that bomb up, it's takin' me places (takin' me places) [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Ty Dolla $ign] Ooh, ooh We don't put it on in the crib if it ain't fire Ooh, ooh Won't even pull up to the club in it if it ain't fire Ooh, ooh Won't smoke, won't pass, won't hit it if it ain't fire Ooh, ooh Don't spend no time on a bitch if she ain't fire Ooh, ooh We don't put it on in the crib if it ain't fire Ooh, ooh Won't even pull up to the club in it if it ain't fire Ooh, ooh Won't smoke, won't pass, won't hit it if it ain't fire Ooh, ooh Don't spend no time on a bitch if she ain't fire [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign] I pull up foreign, lil' baby foreign I let her drive when it get boring, I lay back smoking, ooh yeah Fog up these windows, fog up these windows Girl, first we were just smoking and then we're fucking (Lord) Drop her off, tell her good night Gotta go get my money right OG Louis thirteen on me Don’t pass me that mid, homie Judge gave my nigga life He took the bitch, still didn't snitch homie Niggas quick to claim they real never been through nothing Had to keep my distance from these bustas (From these bustas) Fuck her one time, I won't never trust her (I won't never trust her) She got attached to these real wings (Real wings) Deleting all her texts while I roll a whole [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Ty Dolla $ign] Ooh, ooh We don't put it on in the crib if it ain't fire Ooh, ooh Won't even pull up to the club in it if it ain't fire Ooh, ooh Won't smoke, won't pass, won't hit it if it ain't fire Ooh, ooh Don't spend no time on a bitch if she ain't fire Ooh, ooh We don't put it on in the crib if it ain't fire Ooh, ooh Won't even pull up to the club in it if it ain't fire Ooh, ooh Won't smoke, won't pass, won't hit it if it ain't fire Ooh, ooh Don't spend no time on a bitch if she ain't fire [Interlude: Wiz Khalifa] Let's go (Let's go) Let's go (Let's go) Let's get it (Let's get it) Haha [Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa] Roll up my weed as soon as the day start Get me a pound and I break it apart Kush on my clothes, smell the green in my car Ain't coming close, you smell me from afar Time after time, I keep smoking that herb Joint after joint, I must be on the verge Of overdosing, I be on that loud Speeding me up, while I'm slowing you down I just got back from an overseas trip Smoking with Ty, he got me high as shit Cause we keep nothing but good in our J Repping our gang and we mob everyday Break down an ounce, put it right on a tray Ain't saving nothing, we smoke everything Light up a joint, let it stink up the place Or hit the bong, blow the smoke in your face [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa] I'ma get money, nigga, I'ma get money I'm a real nigga so I'ma keep it real And I love getting high (love getting high) And I love getting high (love getting high) I'ma get money, nigga, I'ma get money I'm a real nigga so I'ma keep it real And I love getting high (love getting high) And I love getting high (love getting high) [Verse 4: Wiz Khalifa] Break it down and roll another one, I could get anything I want I told her "You should bring a friend for the crew" (friend for the crew) Hear 'em talk but they ain't want it though, I'm in the Hall of Fame of smoke 'Cause everybody that I'm with, get high too (get high too) Only rolling in a Wiz Khalifa paper (Khalifa paper) Taylor Gang G Pen, smell the vapor (smell the vapor) Take it to the head before I walk up to the plane I'll probably get so fucking high Won't even know my fucking name You got to be a pro, if you wanna get this blow Never inhale, teach you how to hit this smoke And I'm never running out of it (running out of it) Kush smoke, got a lot of it (got a lot of it) Smoke like we hit the lottery (hit the lottery) Seen Snoop, he was proud of me (he was proud of me) Won't go broke 'cause I never spend (never spend) If them hoes don't smoke, don't let 'em in (don't let 'em in) [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa] I'ma get money, nigga, I'ma get money I'm a real nigga so I'ma keep it real And I love getting high (love getting high) And I love getting high (love getting high) I'ma get money, nigga, I'ma get money I'm a real nigga so I'ma keep it real And I love getting high (love getting high) And I love getting high