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berner & b-real - while driving lyrics

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[verse 1: berner]
i ain’t the type to lose, nice vibe, roll the papers nice and loose
f+ck a pint of juice, this bag fresh, tasting like a fruit
the ice is blue, yeah i’m in my bag, she in the private room
selling that, man the dream, so i buy a coope
k!ller looking scary dog, not the type to shoot
my man will make your family have to buy a suit
another alli+oop, bullet proof the benz truck
cairful on the phones, i ain’t doing ten plus
god forgive me, yeah the bag had me blind
have me turning out b+tches, long nights, neon signs
i was thumbing through a check, when i seen him in the blinds
grab my 9, shot him 3 times, i heard his homie crying
f+ck a pj, i’m hopping off a southwest
watch the money stretch, i’m balling in the midwest
fresh bets, yeah stacks full of dirty dubs
[?] 2 million in a month

[chorus: wiz khalifa]
smoking while driving
when i pull up [?]
plus i’m the flyest, need a crown, call me your hiness
pull up behind us, bad b+tch, think she the dimeest
switch up the climate, at the top, we through with climbing
do what i say like siman, fans bringing pictures, i sign them
pull up, she get excited, one of the [?] riders
giving kush to suppliers, we got the game on lock like pliars
smoking out that fire

[verse 2: b+real]
[?]
[?] unapealing
what i’m revealing there’s noconcealing
my bank is open, you’re hoping to catch a moment
with the [?]
no aponent is potent enough [?]
we got the passion, the cash in, the people asking
[?]
and my reaction is to focus, and them birds flying
trying to flush us out, but we ain’t dieing
[?] surviving
[?]
[?]
[?]

[chorus: wiz khalifa]
smoking while driving
when i pull up [?]
plus i’m the flyest, need a crown, call me your hiness
pull up behind us, bad b+tch, think she the dimeest
switch up the climate, at the top, we through with climbing
do what i say like siman, fans bringing pictures, i sign them
pull up, she get excited, one of the [?] riders
giving kush to suppliers, we got the game on lock like pliars
smoking out that fire



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