Wiz Khalifa Ft. Game & Stat Quo – Far From Coach (歌词)
2012-07-25歌曲下载:Far From Coach
[Hook]
And the kush became so strong
And the flights became private
And the bread became so long
Fast money and fly whips
We high, don’t stop the smoke
And we fly G5, we so far from coach
Now you see why, when we high, can’t stop the smoke
And we fly G5, we so far from coach
[Game]
Smokin’ that Buddah fillin’
Blowin’ that Kudda illin’
I’m runnin’ through the millions
I’m sittin’ roofless chillin’
Koolaid in the polar bear
They flockin’ cause they know it’s there
Money game, money straight
Like Joe Key and Noah had
That’s no bullsh*t, game time
Make you n**gas change minds
Forfeit, or consume a full clip
n**ga like me eatin’ small fish
With your b*tch watchin’ Swordfish
n**gas can’t ignore this
You can’t afford this, extravagant sh*t
We Louie Gucci Birkin baggin’ this sh*t
Bag of the piff
Hot-boxin’ in the back of the six
With Jimi Hendrix on, immaculate sh*t
Long way from Compton
Where we used to bag it in shifts with mags and the clips
Hurricane, right back on the sh*t
Back on the block with a package of spliffs
From blowin’ cats, it’s the Wiz, what it is
[Hook]
[Wiz Khalifa]
Uh, you n**gas want kush? We got ounces
Corgies we got pounds, clips we got rounds
Hundred thousand dollars when I skip through your town
Baller sh*t, don’t even want a piece, man, we want all of it
Thirty thousand on the piece where my collar sit
Went so hard in the middle, East don’t know what to call this sh*t
Now I’m buyin’ up all the champagne
Drinkin’ away all of my problems, b*tch
Might sound crazy
But I just left the private plane, promoter paid 100k
And I ain’t even stay the whole day
Hit the crib, bought a pound and smoked the whole thing
That Givency Men’s collection, copped the whole thing
Not to mention all these diamonds in my gold ring
Made it to the top with nobody knowin’
n**gas say they safe, but nobody’s showin’
Man he beats this sh*t, but nobody flowin’
Old Versace sh*t, the newest Rick Owens
If I’m rollin’ it, you know that it’s potent
With the Game and we smokin’
[Hook]
[Stat Quo]
Hah, it’s self-explanatory how we get it
Roll the purp in a plane ticket
Stat hop to that money, but I don’t ribbit
Post playa ball, nice in the pivot, Jays on but I f-ck with Pippin
Kays on when them n**gas trippin’
Uh, pools of your partner blood, ya boy stay slippin’
Never tippin’, stay sippin’
Court side, Blake Griffin
Stay missin’, stackin’ fitted while you n**gas stay b*tchin’
Coka and Boca, the kush of them strokers
Grand daddy and oova, blow that smoke to Jehovah
Four-fifty my motor, use your b*tch for my chauffeur
I encoded the cobra, mark priced the Rover
T-top in the Trans, hit the gas and it’s over
b*tch please, this is how we get them hoes the doja
I got shooters, I know growers from Vancouver
Plus I’m cooler than the cooler at your grandmomma’s picnic
b*tch you?
Somethin’ chill from Brazil, on the L
With Wiz and Game, my life is like Corona commercials
Family matters, Kevin Love at you Urkles
That’s them wolves, n**gas
They here to reverse birth you
Murk you, lights out no curfew
b*tch ain’t stoppin’ ’till my unborn seed’s seed is rich
Or ’till Jesus sit right next to me and smoke ’till the seasons switch, my n**ga
[Hook]
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