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wiz - good dank lyrics

yea……..ten steps ahead of these n-ggas, thats y they f-ck wit me instead of these n-ggas..fool
kush and orange juice n-gga, i’m tryna use betta words…beatchh…germ on the boards
this time around we want all the money, you n-ggas short changin, sh-t, show sumthin…
champagne and e-z widers….presidential view

[verse 1]
i keeps it real nothin like you actors do joints i fl!ck
bong raps i kicks all can’t rips this off tag on your matress fool
you rather b hi this that sh-t b-tch now u in the presence of the fly
luis cover my eyes
not them 100 dollar ray bands fam these 675
rap -ss n-ggas tellin u lies runnin game sumthins money jus can’t distguise
so y keepin it g is where i keep my pride
you a lame smoke some good wit a a cuple of n-ggas who ride
look fella
trees yella and jus by the smell you can tell us cronic i smoke my pockets on mozzerella
your b-tch here twistin up like propellas
got my paper rite now we like white boy here they way they jelous

[chorus]
when we come we came to spend money we think it ain’t nothin thats why we get to cuffin
they hoes she comin to drank and smoke some of this good dank then go back to my place dont ask you already know
ain’t worried bout another n-gga while i’m gettin mine homie i ain’t got the time
face in the clouds i’m feelin like the time is on my side
but they dont wanna see me flyyyyyyyyy..they dont wanna see meee fllyyyyyyyyy….life is all i know
fl!ck this weed and dro, grindin paid its toll, (oh, oh) now everywhere i go i flyyyy

[verse 2]
most of my b-tches use and abuse these n-ggas callin em makin em pay they dues
spendin all your hard earned money on bags and shoes when all they need is kush and orange juice
sh-t thats what i feed em, they download my songs watch my interviews and read em
treat her like u love her i f-ck her once then i dont need her
i’m playin i keep a couple of those skinnies that i hit up anytime i’m in they city shorty
i ain’t on a sports team but ya n-gga ballin, dont pick up my line less i see its money callin
jordan shorts by the pair and my sox is ralph lauren, and i got that dank from my n-gga down new orleans
real as they come everyone of my n-ggas all in
n-ggas’ll talk sl!ck but me i’m gettin to the paper cuz they see us and act like they never hated

[chorus]
where we come we came to spend money we think it ain’t nothin thats y we get to cuffin
they hoes she comin to drank and smoke some of this good dank then go back to my place dont ask you already know
ain’t worried bout another n-gga while i’m gettin mine homie i ain’t got the time
face in the clouds i’m feelin like the time is on my side
but they dont wanna see me flyyyyyyyyy..they dont wanna see meee fllyyyyyyyyy….life is all i know
flips this weed and dro, grindin paid its toll, now everywhere i go i flyyyy
… taylor gang in this b-tch….e you a fool, big bags of kush, put a x in the middle, add the orange juice n-gga…

- wiz lyrics

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