Personal Party
Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got everything
Got your pu**y wetter than a hurricane
Pay the bill, tell her, "Keep the change"
We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke
We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke
I hope you got your own rolled up
I hope you got your own rolled up
We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke
We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke
I hope you got your own rolled up
I hope you got your own rolled up
By the time you hear this one
I'll be high, somewhere on a mission
Probably flying somewhere, me and a couple b!tches
Who look good as they do in they pictures
Look 'em up, they got sh!t like CEO in they description
Rather bring her back to her seat, her sh!t too expensive
THC pills and McQueen shots, we twisted
None of us spilled our drinks when the plane lifted off, destination was typed in
And, baby girl, you the type that might end up in my bed before the night end
Made sure she was in her right mind
Some n!gga rolled her a joint, I threw that sh!t out and let her hit mine
We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke
We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke
I hope you got your own rolled up
I hope you got your own rolled up
We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke
We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke
I hope you got your own rolled up
I hope you got your own rolled up
Personal parties
Only pass to my n!ggas from the hood or my brother from New Orleans
Don't know where your hand's been, so you won't put your hands on my spliff
If you was me, you would understand how many bands I spent to get to the position that I'm in
Expecting me to just dip in the stash like sh!t come out of thin air
That's how you know n!ggas ain't experienced and they energy's weird
I ain't promise you nothing, just to be clear
Plus turned down everyone the same way, just to be fair
Losing my respect, getting all emotional
Should've brought your own like a n!gga told you to do
We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke
We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke
I hope you got your own rolled up
I hope you got your own rolled up
We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke
We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke
I hope you got your own rolled up
I hope you got your own rolled up
Me and Berner picking out another strain
Private pilot, Rolls Royce outside the plane
Tryna get some sleep, I'm taking off my chains
Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got everything