Letra de Dank Moody Freestyle - Wiz Khalifa

How you talk to rich niggas, you a broke one

How you talk to rich niggas, you a broke one

How you talk to rich niggas, you a broke one

How you talk to rich niggas, you a broke one

Told me not to smoke

But I'm still blazing it up

You get Kush & Orange Juice if I pee in a cup

Need three bitches at once, that's a three-on-one

Always rollin' the skunk, don't really be in the club

Like to start off really slow, she tellin' me to beat it up

Uh, alien, the next one that I smoke, they beaming me up

Smoke Khalifa Kush joints by the pound, these ain't runts

Seen the Chrome Heart ones that I had on, now she in Chucks (chucks, chucks, chucks, chucks)

Told them haters, "Eat my dust", Pay your fee or chalk it up

All them niggas sitting ducks (ducks, ducks, ducks, ducks)

Get a P, don't weigh it up, keep it P, no laying up

When you see me, say "What's up?"

Took her out to lunch, she started eating me up

Heard that Kush & Orange Juice two, now she in love

Love my freestyles on the 'Gram, I just start heating it up

Tellin' her homegirls, "He ain't the two, he the one"

Told me I needed a buzz, I broke it down, laid it up

Know that I came from the mud, pull on my chains for the Huzz

Rollin' a J with no crush

Knew one day I'd be this blessed, knew one day she'd let me fuck

She told me, "Say less," so I don't say no more

Got away with it once, but I don't play no more

Say it hurt her eyes, she can't look at my chain no more

I'll be throwin' up my [sign/side?] 'til I can't no more

One look at the score, I can even it up

Got the Kush & Orange, but you won't see a seed in my joint

If she in the front row, then she seated with us

If you keep a joint rolled, then we keepin' in touch

Hey yo, this shit crazy (this shit crazy)

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