Weed Brownies (feat. Wiz Khalifa)

Is this the top?

The top of the world?

Top floor? there's weed in the ashtray..

It's top-shelf.. cap!

Riding in my challenger

Faded off this sticky brownie

Turning down the music cause

This weed is loud enough already

Niggas ask about my pay

I say i keep it steady

Gripping on the wheel, spending

Money like a politician

Tipping on a bill, it's going down

Like this bitch was sitting on the hill

I keep my girlfriend in them expensive

Sort of heels. furs and shit

Eat champagne and lobster cause

I fucking deserve this shit..

Cap! niggas say i've got an old soul

Well, i tell them that i'm here muthafucka

And i made it cause my flow cold

I'mma roll some of this weed, i'mma pass it to you

Everybody's so gone. homie, i got papers

And vaporizers, flavors to stablize ya

Thoroughly-baked cake, can't say a thing

With my eyes shut

They say they don't, they do

But they don't know who we are

Superstars..

I'm out of here, stratosphere

Paper hella-straight, nappy hair

Bitches seen that the ? was even there

When we pulled up lit like times square

When we pulled up lit like road flares

When we pulled off, them hoes disappeared

Because they know what we be doing over here

She just wanna be high in her underwear

With her iphone plugged in the wall, power loss

Stepping out the shower, threw her a shirt to

Towel off with. one of the two qualities i want

In a bitch, cause baby girl, fuckin with me

Is some major shit, feel? warning:

I gotta wake up to a bj every morning

And a j while i'm yawning, darling

I got papers and vaporizers, flavors

To stablize ya, i'm a fully baked potato

Spending my cheddar and chives..

I'm dedicated, hella-faded, high as hell

I'm levitating. i'm rolling up, fuck a wheelchair

Ironically, my shit's medicated..

Your eyes closed cause you asleep

My eyes closed cause i'm meditating

I gotta go make reservations

At a real nigga's destination

Two girls in the tub, that's luxury

You disagree? that's fuckery!

Saying "fuck you" cause you can't fuck with me

I need my dick sucked, but i'm sucka-free

You are who it sucks to be

I'm a company, buy "finally famous"

Over everything, that's my company

You already know, nigga

Collect the money like it's old, nigga

And i'mma blow it like it's rolled, nigga

And i be stuntin til i'm old, nigga

Weed, money and hoes - what a hell of a night!

Fuck you mean? this is everyday life

She in the mirror making sure she wearing it right

It's a pear-shaped present where i'm appearing tonight..