far from coach
wiz khalifa
and the kush became so strong
and the flights became private
and the bread became so long
smokin' that buddah fillin'
blowin' that kudda illin'
i'm runnin' through the millions
i'm sittin' roofless chillin'
they flockin' cause they know it's there
make you niggas change minds
nigga like me eatin' small fish
with your bitch watchin' swordfish
we louie gucci birkin baggin' this shit
hot-boxin' in the back of the six
where we used to bag it in shifts with mags and the clips
back on the block with a package of spliffs
you niggas want kush? we got ounces
hundred thousand dollars when i skip through your town
thirty thousand on the piece where my collar sit
went so hard in the middle
east don't know what to call this shit
now i'm buyin' up all the champagne
drinkin' away all of my problems
but i just left the private plane
and i ain't even stay the whole day
bought a pound and smoked the whole thing
that givency men's collection
not to mention all these diamonds in my gold ring
made it to the top with nobody knowin'
you know that it's potent
with the game and we smokin'
it's self-explanatory how we get it
roll the purp in a plane ticket
jays on but i fuck with pippin
kays on when them niggas trippin'
pools of your partner blood
stackin' fitted while you niggas stay bitchin'
the kush of them strokers
blow that smoke to jehovah
use your bitch for my chauffeur
hit the gas and it's over
this is how we get them hoes the doja
i know growers from vancouver
plus i'm cooler than the cooler at your grandmomma's picnic
somethin' chill from brazil
my life is like corona commercials
they here to reverse birth you
bitch 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