Released on April 14, 2010

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[Intro]

Uh

Jets, nigga, no one ever knew

Come to the Taylor Gang, rollin' up them paper planes

Kush & Orange Juice, nigga

Sledro

Yeah

501 young

Fools talking it, but they don't wan't none

What up, Will?

Yeah, bitch

I'm high, so I said it like that

Uh


[Verse 1]

Empty bottles of Clicquot and ashes on the floor

Towel under the door, we wasn't supposed to even smoke

I ain't tripping, never slip or slacking on my pimping

Drop the nerds you with, come smoke a joint with he who's winning

Ain't like them guys who wine and dine to keep they women

My bitches only want two things, that's to get high and kick it

Try my pot prescription, take a couple shots with lemon

Usually have to watch a movie to see how I'm livin'

Yeah, so what's the hold up?

Waiter bring the bottle, get them E-Z Widers rolled up

Self-made G, did everything on my own, bruh

In my early twenties with money as wide as Oprah


[Chorus]

Crack another bottle, get the weed rolled up

And, girl, you know I got it, everything's on us

I talk it a lot 'cause I'm getting bankroll

And they follow me anywhere that my plane go

Say she never been

Say she never been

Say she never been

I'm getting bankroll

And they follow me anywhere that my plane go

Say she never been


[Verse 2]

Uh, crack a window, we gon' smoke this indo

Saying that you still high from last night

You try to pass, trying to beware of the fast life

Kick it with the planes and it'll be your last flight

Yeah, OG hash, let you stumble to class right

The sex great, no, I don't give her no half-pipe

Housekeepers knocking, we don't let 'em in

Rolling doobies up, room with a Jacuzzi tub

Say she never been in the game, I am a veteran

After we fuck, roll the doctor-prescribed medicine

Let you hit it once, then you sleeping

A fly nigga traveling the world, taking your girl for the weekend

Keep it


[Chorus]

Crack another bottle, get the weed rolled up

And, girl, you know I got it, everything's on us

I talk it a lot 'cause I'm getting bankroll

And they follow me anywhere that my plane go

Say she never been

Say she never been

Say she never been

I'm getting bankroll

And they follow me anywhere that my plane go

Say she never been


[Outro]

Louis Luggage and all

Fuck with the Taylor Gang, spring, summer, and fall

And winter too

Yeah, bitch

Jerm on the boards

And this is brought to you by bad bitches and good weed