Finatik N Zac - KK lyrics

[Produced by Jim Jonsin and Finatik N Zac] [Intro: Wiz Khalifa] Is this the top? Uh I got my own weed, s**er, so I ain't gotta hit yours I'm talking straight indo Cali weed blowing like a Rastaman Kush seed straight from Afghanistan Shooting up the club like an AK, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Smoke a P strong every day, I'm [Hook: Wiz Khalifa] Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK I need it all the time, don't know what else to say It's always on my mind, that's why every day I'm blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Put it in a joint, not a blunt Don't disrespect mine, player This not the two, this the one Don't even need a scale Back in high school I used to be the weedman Quarter ounces, half ounces, what you need, man Eleventh grade, made my way up to a P, man And sent it back if I ever seen a seed, man And you don't even gotta ask You know it by the smell I treat every day like it's a payday Top down, counting up the cake and [Hook] Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK I need it all the time, don't know what else to say It's always on my mind, that's why every day I'm blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK [Verse 2: Juicy J] I got KK in my pipe, pockets fat like Kelly Price If you wanna take a hit you can't be afraid of heights You gon' need some new lungs, roll me up a blunt-a-thon While I'm smoking out the bong getting s**ed like a thumb Boy I'm in a daze, tangerine haze I smoke so much KK they should've called it Juicy J Bombay and lemonade, weed get the lemon taste Never hit the bong, let me demonstrate [Verse 3: Project Pat] Go and roll it, chief and choking, marijuana, reefer smoking Tried to sell me some under reggie, foot up in his colon Call the doctor, call the clinic, bullsh** we staying with Your life ain't worth a motherf**in' quarter but you payin' with it Khalifa kush a hundred pounds, that's a half a mil Memphis streets so eat this like a baby, like Enfamil Lungs full of KK, have your mind on a runway Blow my high, motherf**er, I'mma shoot up like an AK [Verse 4: Juicy J] My white house higher than Willie Nelson On dabs the wax is melting These clouds are smoking, help me, I'm flying like Elroy Jetson I might bring a dispensary down in Tennessee Whole pounds of granddaddy, but he ain't no kin to me (I'm staying with the greens, like collard) [Hook] Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK I need it all the time, don't know what else to say It's always on my mind, that's why every day I'm blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK [Outro: Juicy J] Blowing Khalifa Kush Blowing Khalifa Kush Blowing Khalifa Kush Blowing Khalifa Kush