Sledgren - Fucc sh** lyrics

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa] Holiday Season, Boi Sledgren, you stupid for this one [Holiday Season] Berner brought that pack! [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] I always had hard beats to rap to Always had strong, always had that sack too I was just a young n***a gettin' tattoos Now they say I'm on, yeah they say I'm that dude Grade A, I'm smoking honor roll All my clothes smell like chronic smoke Shades on 'cuz I'm f**in' faded Buyin' all the bottles, show the club we made it [Hook] Now you may think that you're so good that you smilin' at that f** sh** But I know (x4) [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] I can see through all the bullsh** I'ma light a joint and make you do a full spin I'ma fly first cla** with all my n***as I'm cool with I'ma hit the club with 50 grand and lose it Faded off gin, last call for alcohol I brought it all out I'm gon' spend My homies got all of ‘em in And n***as be mad at us cuz they ain't ballin' they money ain't tall as us But I never worry ‘bout n***as who talk that sh** but they can't follow us [Hook] [Verse 3: Menace] Now look how I rep that sh** I was raised on And them dollar signs what it's based on And I roll around and I do me Spent a long time in that hooptie But I get it in, smoke a lot of trees, drink a lot of gin n***a like me got a couple friends and a couple bottles and a couple bands But I'm all in Came in the game, balling My old school with it's ??? And I'm cashin only, y'all stolen End of the night, yo' b**h I'm callin' But f** it n***a, wanna roll with me Let her fire it up, let her smoke with me She don't f** with lames but she love a G And she love the way I slang the D (Dang) But I'm in the club and don't f** with haters Don't need them n***as tryna bother me But I'm poppin' bottles for the time to be Standin' on the couch, call it luxury Little model chicks wanna f** with me Wanna smoke with me, wanna drink with me Wanna come with me But I'm in and out like I'm supposed to be, still smokin' trees [Hook]