Wiz - Good dank lyrics

Yea........ten steps ahead of these n***as, thats y they f** wit me instead of these n***as..fool Kush and orange juice n***a, I'm tryna use betta words...BEATCHH...germ on the boards This time around we want all the money, you n***as short changin, sh**, show sumthin... Champagne and e-z widers....presidential view [Verse 1] I keeps it real nothin like you actors do joints I flick Bong raps I kicks all can't rips this off tag on your matress fool You rather b hi this that sh** b**h now u in the presence of the fly Luis cover my eyes Not them 100 dollar ray bands fam these 675 Rap a** n***as tellin u lies runnin game sumthins money jus can't distguise So y keepin it g is where I keep my pride You a lame smoke some good wit a a cuple of n***as who ride Look fella Trees yella and jus by the smell you can tell us cronic I smoke my pockets on mozzerella Your b**h here twistin up like propellas Got my paper rite now we like white boy here they way they jelous [Chorus] When we come we came to spend money we think it ain't nothin thats why we get to cuffin They hoes she comin to drank and smoke some of this good dank then go back to my place dont ask you already know Ain't worried bout another n***a while I'm gettin mine homie I ain't got the time Face in the clouds I'm feelin like the time is on my side But they dont wanna see me flyyyyyyyyy..they dont wanna see meee fllyyyyyyyyy....life is all I know Flick this weed and dro, grindin paid its toll, (oh, oh) now everywhere I go I flyyyy [Verse 2] Most of my b**hes use and abuse these n***as callin em makin em pay they dues Spendin all your hard earned money on bags and shoes when all they need is kush and orange juice sh** thats what I feed em, they download my songs watch my interviews and read em Treat her like u love her I f** her once then I dont need her I'm playin I keep a couple of those skinnies that I hit up anytime I'm in they city shorty I ain't on a sports team but ya n***a ballin, dont pick up my line less I see its money callin Jordan shorts by the pair and my sox is ralph lauren, and I got that dank from my n***a down new orleans Real as they come everyone of my n***as all in n***as'll talk slick but me I'm gettin to the paper cuz they see us and act like they never hated [Chorus] Where we come we came to spend money we think it ain't nothin thats y we get to cuffin They hoes she comin to drank and smoke some of this good dank then go back to my place dont ask you already know Ain't worried bout another n***a while I'm gettin mine homie I ain't got the time Face in the clouds I'm feelin like the time is on my side But they dont wanna see me flyyyyyyyyy..they dont wanna see meee fllyyyyyyyyy....life is all I know Flips this weed and dro, grindin paid its toll, now everywhere I go I flyyyy ... taylor gang in this b**h....e you a fool, big bags of kush, put a x in the middle, add the orange juice n***a...