Cardo - Mezmorized lyrics

[Produced by Cardo] [Intro] Its young Khalifa man Paper Plane Gang 5-0-1 young Aye, shout out to my brother Spitta, man I just wanted to say that And your b**h could see this sh** from across the street n***a It's pimpin' over here Macaroni Ta-Ha! Kush & Orange Juice n***a What up Chevy Jerm I see you Cardo On The Beat [Verse 1] Uh, I don't love 'em, I don't chase 'em I duck 'em Smoke somethin', go to a new state soon as I f** 'em n***as be pressed for p**y, it ain't nothing Instead of worrying about who that b**h f**in', why don't you get you some money 9 times out of 10 she see me stuntin' Game running, wanna know my hotel and who phone to ring when she coming I keep it one hundred, get love from the hoes But it's money over b**hes, nothing above it Like the weed loud like my engine when I speed up b**hes holding they weave, rolling trees with they pretty feet up Them s**as often imitate but they can't be us So super high, look in the sky when you wanna see me bruh Cut my speakers up, drowning out what the critics say Just continue to smoke and remain G as f** Polo socks match my polo hat She leave once it's a known fact That she ain't coming back Now Taylor Gang that [Hook] And ain't sh** change, but the amount of horses in my motor when I switch lanes And I beat 'em blinding with them diamonds in my big chain Heavy in the game little homie, I'm doing big things And them b**hes they memorized, they recognize I keep it so G (I keep it so G) Get you some money f**in' with me (f**in' with me) [Verse 2] I don't love 'em, I don't chase 'em, I duck 'em Try to get paper how the f**er don't know sh** about her I take you up where it's cloudy, ain't one them lames still rockin' prada I go to Louie and blow a couple thousand One of my baddest b**hes, rollin' up while I'm driving And she don't even smoke just hit it once while she light it My game tight, seal and sign it Them n***as just playing, ain't really ballin', saying they being honest Claiming, that's your wife but we can't call it She all in my hotel suite at 3 in the morning Taking her clothes off, inhaling weed and coughing Ain't her first time chiefing but say she don't do this often Since I was 16, I had all the intentions to keep it G Take n***as hoes, and smoke hella trees with em As for your team, you n***as in the stands, you just lookin' I'm a pro to these rookies and plan is still paper over....p**y [Hook] And ain't sh** change, but the amount of horses in my motor when I switch lanes And I beat 'em blinding with them diamonds in my big chain Heavy in the game little homie, I'm doing big things And them b**hes they memorized, they recognize I keep it so G (I keep it so G) Get you some money f**in' with me (f**in' with me) [Wiz Khalifa] Yeah n***a, this sh** just don't sound cool This what we go to sleep to, wake up to Kush and Orange Juice n***a Got your b**h cooking them cheese eggs too. Got paper in my pocket Taylor Gang what's up? See y'all n***as man We done f**ed over 'em this year, it's a wrap Hahahaha Yeah. We don't want no more s**er sh**, ever