Yeeahh Hahahah Its Young Khalifa man Taylor Gang Yehh... Proud to say every body smokin joints right now It's a Blunt free environment I'm in Canada too, f**in great everything's great Uhh, Wiz ell man the fans, the critics know me Feet sunk in the sand blowing an O Z Yeaahh leave your b**h with a real n***a Round her, I met her its going down like a slow leak The more cake the more hate's that's on me I just f** more b**hes and roll more weed And umm im the man to these hoe's, Promoters paying me grands for my shows Mosley Rose Fast cars and buying out the bars Champaign, planes and rock stars Shawty says she's' half-baked n ready to skate to outer space so I take her to Mars. We can party ima put some Jordan shorts on Roll joints and play some old school songs. Amazed on how it's so easily roll hate n***as wanna police their hoes. We came to party, We grown Smoke all this weed and get blown And meet new people she wanna be free so leave those hand cuff's at home. And if she's decide if she's leaving with me Then let your b**h choose No need to hate the player just hate the game You know the rules fool.