Wiz Khalifa - Cell Ready lyrics

Man this volcano bag get you high as f** Yo TM, you know what I'm saying mane, Its time man you know Finna get the whole world high man Let them feel these side effects This sh** finna be deadly bruh [Juicy J:] f** with my fam, this sh** gon' get deadly They gon' have to get my cell ready Play with my paper, this sh** gon' get deadly They gon' have to get my cell ready Short me on my dope, this sh** gon' get deadly They gon' have to get my cell ready f** with one of my n***as, this sh** gon' get deadly They gon' have to get my cell ready [Juicy J & Wiz Khalifa:] One thing n***as on, hand me my chrome Goin back to snatching n***as out they Cadillac and send them home Smoke em' like a bong, then its back to counting money when I'm stoned Or I send a hit through the phone and my dudes will come get you and they'll never leave you alone My n***as official like refs with a whistle, I just make one call back to top off your dome Off with your head, b**h I'm a king I got shooters with 2's protecting my throne One shot then you gone, you should've known. I'm a real n***a I cannot be cloned I'm filthy rich still don't let a penny go I be up all night like I'm Arsenio Freaky b**hes take the dick in any whole Now they famous cause they in my video Who you foolin' I don't buy I don't judge I just go off vibes When I touch the sky then hop in this ride Taylor Gang n***a we don't die This world is mine I delete you guys We all tryna eat we don't need your kind And get that cash but family first Be prepared to grind n***a put in work f** n***a what would you do for this ice You think its really worth losing your life How bad you want stripes, my young n***as k**ers If I give the word then they smashing you n***as Bunch of youngins' coming from a broken home Slanging rock n roll but ain't no rolling stone Streets welcome n***as in with open arms If I catch the charge I'm a post a bond You god damn right I'm a certified boss I can cut the check or I can cut your throat Put you on the table tag on your toe smoking weed till' I overdose You don't want beef you ain't thinking clear. I'm too busy tryna make a f**ing village Dripping more cheese then a chicken Philly, Pittsburgh n***as really bout they business I got n***as with me don't got any feelings They just really wit it, they just into k**ing Hard as hell on the internet but n***a in the streets you like Richard Simmons My money long and my pa**port got more stamps then a n***a mail It ain't a problem if I catch a body then I'm heading over seas I'll never see a sail n***a! MAFIA GANG!