Wiz Khalifa - Chuck lyrics

[Wiz Khalifa] Big house, 4 whips, hella tattoos Smoke good and ya b**h think I'm bad news Bout to go nuts, n***a, Cashews Promoter asked me if I'm booked, I said I'm past due Maserati look mean and it's fast too Cinderella bout to get that b**h some gla** shoes n***as acting mushy like cat food n***as acting p**y like cats do Get a little money n***a, thats cool For putting ya n***as on, yeah you really that dude Smoking 2 L's, living large See my watch and wanna know how much it really cost AP that's an Audemar Agents callin' b**h I'm ballin' like I'm Stoudemire Store running out of papers cause I bought 'em all n***as claiming that they Taylor's but they not at all Not far from the tree thats where the apple fall Say the wrong words so guys knock ya apple off No sweetener straight apple sauce Doing movie roles, rapper slash actor dog I'm not a star, somebody lied I'm rollin' weed up in my car And getting high If I die today, remember me like Jimi Hendrix bu*t-a** naked covered in all bad b**hes [Chevy Woods] Chevy! I'm praying for you n***as I put that on my Rosary Flash like diamonds, tell me what you tryna see Us high beams, this just a pinky though Washing machine work, I keep a couple lows Foreign b**h, she don't even talk She just drop the money off and got a s**y walk 365, no days off sh**, I'm the reason they say hard work pays off 28 to 56 is what I learn first Parks Bonifay, you see just how that work surf Oh I'm on some big sh**, Notorious Get you some gunplay ba*tard - inglorious I got the top chopped off riding Ichabod Head riding shotgun, oh thats your broad Bright lights, dead Charlie Ignorant white, Bill O Reilly [Neako] I'm kinda high They looking for me, I was probably in the sky I'm always fried when I hop in that double S I can be there in a minute Pepsi blue, I'm the ice cube riding in it Lightly tinted, I be ghost Blowing smoke, calling them b**hes up Dick 'em down when I pick 'em up Never keep 'em close Hit 'em and then I switch 'em up Audemars bruh, Wizzle ridin' in Pick up trucks On that puff bus, tough luck you dumb f**s Never came up, while we riding on planes bruh Yeah we counting hundreds A lot of hundreds, these n***as know that we run it We never blunted Smoking them raws cause we raw Never flaw, flyest you ever saw Real life we riding real cars Hustle hard for muscle cars F-ck the best broads Blowin' O's at all cost Natural born stars, what they sayin', yeah! (Sayin' yeah)