Berner - Dispensary lyrics

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa] Beg your pardon but let me smoke And my squad they be gettin' that dough Gettin paid and we smoke Taking them planes everywhere we go Don't gotta ask cus you already know [Verse 1: Chevy Woods] Heard you n***as was ballin' We ain't nothing alike Dug some crack in my palm, on them cold nights Now it's just champagne, on cold ice And expensive cars and all the women that we like You never had conversations with bad b**hes Who don't need you Give them the up all night and they gon' feed you You be living fast, but the pays right You ain't ready you short still gettin' stage fright Bout a dollar, twistin' that marijuana The car older than me, I'm sliding in that Impala Got n***as actin' like b**hes, b**hes realer than n***as p**y that sh** ain't knew I been hustlin' with k**ers Seen so much when that trunk pop See them red and blue lights and we don't stop Damn, that's just what a n***a been through What the f** you want me to do? Real sh** [Hook] [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Hoppin' out that mof**in' Gettin' out that mof**in' I got so much mof**in' That I don't even mof**in' Why you n***as even mad at me I'll gladly teach you n***as how to rap You probably should be mad at the fact that you can't stack and you a** backwards And that's when something bad happens You be with, mad actors, mad slackers, you mad average You n***as lookin' like mad rappers Pull up in the Porsche, skirt up, smokin' that murda Illest that you've heard of Doin' shows with my shirt off Problems with any of my dogs then they squared off Hurt all, feelings cus of the dollars I've been getting Smoking joints with your women And we all chillin', Taylor Gang [Hook] [Verse 3: Berner] 20 grand in each ear Space Jam 11 got three pair Weed so strong I don't need clear My cuddys locked up and I ain't seen him in three years The world keeps turning, and my girls keep working Hundred pack flipper, your team still hurting Last minute trips to masterpiece don't tick The rims on the whip all chrome clipse I'm fly really, I don't try Red eyes while cooking pies who am I? Dice guy Big dog stacker, punk b**h slap a b**h trappin' And I ain't never gonna switch up I brought my new b**h with me to the pickup And if they hit us they gon' leave blood with us Drug dealers please pull my mud thicker Pardon me for smoking [Hook]