[Hook: French Montana (Wiz Khalifa) x2]
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I pull up with your bitch in the Rolls
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Don't even get it twisted cause it's already rolled
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(Ain't nothin' like the resto, you rollin' with the besto
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Rollin' up the best smoke, blowin' out the best ho)
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[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
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Doin' a hundred through the desert
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Yeah my car come from the past, you could call it a time machine
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Cause it's right here in the present
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In the game and I got leverage
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Ain't the same as none of you niggas
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If I was close to you I would be ashamed of you
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Get a hundred mill's what I came to do
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I guess all this money look lame to you
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So I spend it on shoppin', all of this shit that I'm coppin'
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Don't even go to the store, my outfit it ain't even droppin'
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Pedal to the floor, smokin' in my new SS
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Seen a lot of bumps on the road to success
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But that ain't stop a nigga from cruisin' up
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Pullin' weed out the ashtray, cuttin' the music up
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Smokin', chillin'
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Used to be underground but now we on top of the building
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[Hook x2]
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[Verse 2: French Montana]
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Never had a limit, small face spender
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Everything was cashed out, I ain't ever rented
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Round bag sinner, shawty love a winner
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Beat that pussy up, now that pussy [?]
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Pull up in the dealer lookin' like a dealer
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Yellow nigga, high as shit, five hundred milla
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[?] then you gotta step the bill up
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Winter time, hoodie on, drop chinchilla
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Lookin' like a killer
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Used to hit the block, fiends lookin' like thriller
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Shooter like Miller, na I mean [?]
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Pull up in the Porsche, bad bitch talkin' 'bout 500 horses
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Started from the bottom, nigga was a filler
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Now you need my name so your show could fill up
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Keep my cup fill up, black car the [?]
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Nigga small-talkin', tell 'em put a mill up
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[Hook x2]
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Nothin' Like The Rest
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| Wiz Khalifa |
