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[Chorus: Don Toliver] You wanna slide on me anyways You think I lied to you anyways And I put some time up in it, baby 'Cause I caught a vibe, girl, and I can’t hide it You know you're still mine anyway I wanna dive up in it, bae Waistline in shape I can do this all day
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Foot on the pedal, no brakes 'cause I need several, first place So why these medals keep goin’ and never stop? I told myself, "Never settle," spent countless hours doin' levels Just to watch you JP-ass niggas steal from us Been here before and gon' be herе, and they gon' still love us This ain't no ordinary squad, thesе my real brothers We all share tears together, got bread together Roll somethin' up and get my head together Lay some clothes out and put a fit together Might go to Harlem for some different weather When I touch down, me and DZA met up I hit a blunt smoker then hit up my investor Spend reckless 'cause I just gotta get a big necklace And I need extras, twenty-hour a day and I ain't rest yet My new album I drop gon’ be the best yet Got a pound with me, but that’s the secret that's best kept And she don’t wanna ride 'less it's Taylor Gang or it's jet set
[Chorus: Don Toliver] You wanna slide on me anyways You think I lied to you anyways And I put some time up in it, baby ’Cause I caught a vibe, girl, and I can't hide it You know you're still mine anyway I wanna dive up in it, bae Waistline in shape I can do this all day
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] By any means, we rollin' up all the trees And givin' some to the car service driver before we leave She like, this the biggest bag she ever seen Figuratively and literally I'm the type to get you high in the middle of the week Your girls call, you catchin' up on sleep I might swing through later then my mission complete True player, practice what I preach Get high as me in some fifteen hundred dollar jeans Sent that text an hour ago, you ain't reply to me Now I got a new one to ride beside me Blow planes in the sky with me Scream out "Taylor Gang" or die with me
[Chorus: Don Toliver] You wanna slide on me anyways You think I lied to you anyways And I put some time up in it, baby 'Cause I caught a vibe, girl, and I can't hide it You know you're still mine anyway I wanna dive up in it, bae Waistline in shape I can do this all day
[Outro] And so it goes In Atlanta, kush and honeys We gotta have orange juice to get the money We are not out of motion even when it's slow, that's better than nothin' at all There ain't an ounce too big or a gram too small Bought this for these badass chicks and my dogs So we ain't smokin' with y'all Let 'em run, a leash that'll never get lost Kush so distinct, you could smell what it costs Not an ash on me, even though I been smokin' all night long We all different people when these strains get cored Pictures get taken, feelings get explored Joint in your hand, catchin' a vibe you can't ignore You want more? Kush and orange