Kicked Back - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]

Broads being smoked, inhale once and then choke

They never going back to being broke

Taylor Gang pendent, hanging off this roap

My bars fresher than soap, I'm in some shit you never seen before

Hope you got your own, 'cause the weed is rolled

Taking pounds overseas, smoking in front of police

Tour buss full of freaks, one might be your girl

She got off the leash

You can have her back to say the least

All about seeing the paper increese

Go art shopping, 20 K a piece

We roll up, get paid and repeat

Get money all 7 days a week

Stack millions, tryna stay discrete

Nigga, the game ain't cheap

I can't ever smoke enough, my dealer told me say when

And my blunts might kill you, like a fucking vape pen

If I want it, then I got it, that's emediat

Your bitch roll the [?] for me, I guess she knew I needed it

Trust me, dawg, we see this shit

Everyday, I make her pay

And she suck me off, a Burger King, I had it my way

Made a couple hundred thousand, threw it straight in my safe

Smoked 6 or 7 joints, before we left the driveway

So just let it bang, you can't hang

With the [?]

Young man smoking gas and [?] Japan

Let them know, that's a fact, man, we run the show

When I step up in the building, homie, kush is my calone

I got a personal assistant, just to roll up my weed

All this ice around my pinky, should've came with some skis

Your old lady wanna suck me, I say, bitch, wait your turn

Girl, this dick ain't for free, sorry, you gotta earn it

Baby, I woke up this morning, I'm like what am I to do today?

Wiz and Juicy J, smoke the shit that make you halusonate

The piff, the thunder, this that gas, this that fire

This that shit that have the young waiters thinking he can fly