Berner - OT lyrics

(feat. Wiz Khalifa) [Intro - Wiz Khalifa:] Uh, you know a n***a be travelin' and sh** On the road, in the game Get straight to it You know I ain't even had time to change clothes [Chorus - Wiz Khalifa:] You know I spend a lot of time on the road But see I'm getting to a lotta this dough And then we turnin' up after the show After I smoke a pound I gotta go [Verse 1 - Berner:] Yeah, man I'm back in my zone f** a trap, I put plants in my home When I'm high I don't answer my phone I lost another pack on the road f** one time, I'm gon shine on these b**hes Roll a raw paper naa, I ain't lightin no swishers Gimmie cash yeah, then gimmie some more Me and Wiz put our weed in a store Arizona b**hes, yeah they love me for sure Let the wax joint burn, shout out West Coast Cure My sh** the bomb heat a nail hit the bong really on All I want is strong Dom Perignon In the morning when I wake up I break a zip down In and outta town it kinda make me sick now I'm never home but damn this money lookin' right Wake up in the morning take another flight, gone... [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa:] Uh... All I got is my balls and a quarter ounce of weed that I tucked in my drawers Just in case the police come f** it they could bring the dog but they ain't gettin' none Eatin' good when I'm on tour hear the beat playin' in the back that's by my n***a cuz More buses that mean I'm living large Bigger check cause I'm the bigger star Instead of gettin money you worry 'bout how to get where we are Champagne, pounds of weed, loud motors in every car Takin shots, rollin up, money so long can't fold it up They talkin lyrics ain't dope enough Talkin them pounds ain't smoke enough Talkin' bout shows ain't sold enough [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Berner:] All I need is some money and weed On my table there's a pile of cream Baby girl got her face in the plate She wanna give me a bump I'm on a xanie I'm straight... Uh Four days, I'm in five different states Burn a pound if I like how it tastes Set up shop in a city I ain't from Overnight it celebrate when they come Jeweles drippin' on my wrist I'm a damn fool Y'all don't smoke like me n' Wizzle man do Man I'm on my D boy, kingship New whip, rollin weed on my pink slip New strain yeah I'm back on my G sh** Growhouse in a city where the beach is You know I stay on the road And I rep that big Bay everywhere that I go Fasho [Chorus]