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Wiz Khalifa

Far From Coach

 

Far From Coach


[Wiz Khalifa & Game:]
And the kush became so strong
And the flights became private
And the bread became so long
Fast money and fly whips
We high, don't stop the smoke
And we fly G5, we so far from coach
Now you see why, when we high, can't stop the smoke
And we fly G5, we so far from coach

[Game:]
Smoking that Buddah filling
Blowing that Kudda illing
I'm running through the millions
I'm sitting roofless chilling
Cooler than a polar bear
They flocking cause they know it's there
Money gang, money straight
Like Joakim Noah hair
That's no bullshit, game time
Make you niggas change minds
Forfeit, or consume a full clip
Nigga like me eating swordfish
With your bitch, watching Swordfish
Niggas can't ignore this
You can't afford this extravagant shit
We Louie Gucci Birkin bagging this shit
Bag of the piff
Hot-boxing in the back of the six
With Jimi Hendrix on... immaculate shit
Long way from... Compton
Where we used to, bag it in shifts with mags and the clips
Hurricane, right back on the shit
Back on the block with a package of spliffs
From blowing cactus, the Wiz, what it is?

[Wiz Khalifa & Game:]
And the kush became so strong
And the flights became private
And the bread became so long
Fast money and fly whips
We high, don't stop the smoke
And we fly G5, we so far from coach
Now you see why, when we high, can't stop the smoke
And we fly G5, we so far from coach

[Wiz Khalifa:]
Uh, you niggas want kush? We got ounces
Cookies we got pounds, clips we got rounds
Hundred thousand dollars when I skip through your town
Baller shit, don't even want a piece, man, we want all of it
Thirty thousand on the piece where my collar sit
Went so hard in the middle, East don't know what to call this shit
Now I'm buying up all the champagne
Drinking away all of my problems, bitch
Might sound crazy
But I just left the private plane, promoter paid 100k
And I ain't even stay the whole day
Hit the crib, bought a pound and smoked the whole thing
That Givency Men's collection, copped the whole thing
Not to mention all these diamonds in my gold ring
Made it to the top with nobody knowing
Niggas say they safe, but nobody's showing
Man he beats this shit, but nobody flowing
Old Versace shit, the newest Rick Owens
If I'm rolling it, you know that it's potent
With The Game and we smoking

[Wiz Khalifa & Game:]
And the kush became so strong
And the flights became private
And the bread became so long
Fast money and fly whips
We high, don't stop the smoke
And we fly G5, we so far from coach
Now you see why, when we high, can't stop the smoke
And we fly G5, we so far from coach

[Stat Quo:]
Hah, it's self-explanatory how we get it
Roll the purp in a plane ticket
Stat hop to that money, but I don't ribbit
Post playa ball, nice in the pivot, Jays on but I fuck with Pippin
Kays on when them niggas tripping
Uh, pools of your partner blood, ya boy stay slipping
Never tipping, stay sipping
Court side, Blake Griffin
Stay missing, stacking fitted while you niggas stay bitching
Coka and Boca, the kush of them strokers
Grand daddy and oova, blow that smoke to Jehovah
Four-fifty my motor, use your bitch for my chauffeur
I done Kobe'd the Cobra, Mark Price'd the Rover
T-top in the Trans, hit the gas and it's over
Bitch please, this is how we get them hoes the doja
I got shooters, I know growers from Vancouver
Plus I'm cooler than the cooler at your grandmomma's picnic
Bitch you?
Something chill from Brazil, on the L
With Wiz and Game, my life is like Corona commercials
Family matters, Kevin Love at you Urkles
That's them wolves, niggas
They here to reverse birth you
Murk you, lights out no curfew
Bitch ain't stopping 'till my unborn seed's seed is rich
Or 'till Jesus sit right next to me and smoke 'till the seasons switch, my nigga

[Wiz Khalifa & Game:]
And the kush became so strong
And the flights became private
And the bread became so long
Fast money and fly whips
We high, don't stop the smoke
And we fly G5, we so far from coach
Now you see why, when we high, can't stop the smoke
And we fly G5, we so far from coach

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