KK

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]

Is this the top? Uh

I got my own weed, sucker, so I ain't gotta hit yours

I'm talking straight indo, ahh

Cali weed blowing like a Rastaman

Kush seed straight from Afghanistan

Shooting up the club like an AK, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow

Smoke a P strong every day, I'm

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]

Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK

Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK

Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK

Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK

I need it all the time, don't know what else to say

It's always on my mind, that's why every day

I'm blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK

Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]

Put it in a joint, not a blunt

Don't disrespect mine, player

This not the two, this the one

Don't even need a scale

Back in high school I used to be the weedman

Quarter ounces, half ounces, what you need, man

11th grade, made my way up to a P, man

And sent it back if I ever seen a seed, man

And you don't even gotta ask

You know it by the smell

I treat every day like it's a payday

Top down, counting up the cake and

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]

Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK

Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK

Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK

Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK

I need it all the time, don't know what else to say

It's always on my mind, that's why every day

I'm blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK

Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK

[Verse 2: Juicy J]

I got KK in my pipe, pockets fat like Kelly Price

If you wanna take a hit you can't be afraid of heights

You gon' need some new lungs, roll me up a blunt-a-thon

While I'm smoking out the bong getting sucked like a thumb

Boy I’m in a daze, tangerine haze

I smoke so much KK they should've called it Juicy J

Bombay and lemonade, weed get the lemon taste

Never hit the bong, let me demonstrate

[Verse 3: Project Pat]

Go and roll it, chief and choking, marijuana, reefer smoking

Tried to sell me some under reggie, foot up in his colon

Call the doctor, call the clinic, bullshit we staying with

Your life ain't worth a motherfuckin' quarter but you payin' with it

Khalifa kush a hundred pounds, that's a half a mil

Memphis streets so eat this like a baby, like Enfamil

Lungs full of KK, have your mind on a runway

Blow my high, motherfucker, I'mma shoot up like an AK

[Verse 4: Juicy J & Project Pat]

My white house higher than Willie Nelson

On dabs the wax is melting

These clouds are smoking, help me, I'm flying like Elroy Jetson

I might bring a dispensary down in Tennessee

Whole pounds of granddaddy, but he ain't no kin to me

I’m staying with the greens, like collard

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]

Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK

Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK

Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK

Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK

I need it all the time, don't know what else to say

It's always on my mind, that's why every day

I'm blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK

Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK

[Outro: Juicy J]

Blowing Khalifa Kush

Blowing Khalifa Kush

Blowing Khalifa Kush

Blowing Khalifa Kush