2 Stoned For TV

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]

Ridin' in a Hurricane

I'm just sippin' on McQueen

My crib, she ain't gon' never leave

The Taylors, that's the winning team

(Dreamer, wake up)

(Sledgren)

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]

Fresh dressed, I'm high but intellectual

Shorty textin' me sexual shit

I'm wondering how I make my next move

My best move, so I apply pressure

Residue from a pound on my dresser

Receipts from her heels 'cause I dress her

Don't ask me if I keep it real, ask mе if I keep the shit after the tag peel

Wi-Fi codе phone, baggin' still

You don't even need that 'cause after I break ya back

Only thing you worried 'bout's what I'm playing next

You impressed by my movie selection

Hit the gym in the morning, I want hella breakfast

Say you got a real nigga on your checklist

Rep' the Gang, you could see it on my necklace

Know I got a pound of a weed if I'm on the plane

Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got everything

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y]

And when I call, you come through

And when I roll one up, take a hit and get stoned too

And when I call, you come through

And when I roll one up, take a hit and get stoned too

Keep the E in it, Chevys on switches

Smoke weed in it (Da-da-da, da-da-da)

[Verse 2: Curren$y]

Uh, I just bought this car to pull up on y'all

Smokin' under the stars in midday, all log

Came up with another way to plug my double R

High fly boys, niggas never fallin' off

I pulled up, I parked

I hop out and walk to the crib, spark me, I laugh a little bit

Then the riddles got solved, oh yeah, I'm him

Just like you heard, you tryna come and get done like I done yo' girl

Keep you 'mersed in this player ass world I built

Smoked some of the best strains known to exist

Yeah bitch, this it

Really in the mix, don't slip, don't fuck up

And we might all get rich

Put your friends on the lick if you trust them hoes

Bring 'em wit' you on a mission, give 'em some of your dough

But not mines though

[Outro: Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y]

And when I call, you come through

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, da-da-da, da-da-da)

And when I roll one up, take a hit and get stoned too

(Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da)

And when I call, you come through

(La-da-da, la-da-da, la-da-da)

And when I roll one up, take a hit and get stoned too

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(And when ya bitch gettin' home, I'll be just gettin' home too)

Gang life, Gang life

(And if she wanna act grown, then I wanna act grown too)

Gang life, Gang life

(I'm down to see like anything)

Gang life, Gang life

(Got a couple bitches sippin' on McQueen)

Gang life

(Come back to my crib, she ain't gon' never leave)

Gang life

(Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got everything)

(Everything, everything, everything, everything)