Wiz Khalifa - Fucc sh** lyrics

I always had hard beats to rap to Always had strong, always had that sack too I was just a young n***a getting tattoos Now they say I'm on, yea they say I'm that dude Great A, I'm smoking on a roll All my clothes smell like chronic smoke Shades on cause I'm f**ing faded Buyin all the bottles, show the club we made it Now you may may think that you're so good, that you're smiling at that fucc sh** But I know... but I know... but I know... but I know... Now you may may think that you're so good, that you're smiling at that fucc sh** But I know... but I know... but I know... but I know... Now you may may think that you're so good, that you're smiling at that fucc sh** But I know... but I know... but I know... but I know... Now you may may think that you're so good, that you're smiling at that fucc sh** But I know... but I know... but I know... but I know... I can see through all the bullsh** I'm lie to join and make you do a full spin I'mma fly first cla** with my n***as I'm cool with I'mma hit the club with 50 grand and lose it Faded off gin, let's call for alcohol I brought it all, I done go 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 that talk that sh** but keep follow up Now you may may think that you're so good, that you're smiling at that fucc sh** But I know... but I know... but I know... but I know... Now you may may think that you're so good, that you're smiling at that fucc sh** But I know... but I know... but I know... but I know... Now you may may think that you're so good, that you're smiling at that fucc sh** But I know... but I know... but I know... but I know... Now you may may think that you're so good, that you're smiling at that fucc sh** But I know... but I know... but I know... but I know... Now look, I rep the sh** that I was raised on sh**ting them dollar signs, what is based on And our road defines and how couldn't we? Spend the long time in that hooptye 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, what is yall in? And I'm cashing on and you're stalling End of the night, your b**h I'm calling But f** a n***a, wanna roll with me? Let it fight up, let it smoke with me This young f** the lanes but he love the chin She love to wait then I sling it deep And I'm in the club and I f** the haze Don't need them n***as tryina bother me But I puff and powder for the time to be Standing on the couch, call it luxury Lil 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 smoking trees Now you may may think that you're so good, that you're smiling at that fucc sh** But I know... but I know... but I know... but I know... Now you may may think that you're so good, that you're smiling at that fucc sh** But I know... but I know... but I know... but I know... Now you may may think that you're so good, that you're smiling at that fucc sh** But I know... but I know... but I know... but I know... Now you may may think that you're so good, that you're smiling at that fucc sh** But I know... but I know... but I know... but I know...