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WIZ KHALIFA lyrics : "Far From Coach Feat. The Game & Stat Quo"

Hook: 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


Verse 1: Game
Smokin' that Buddah fillin'

Blowin' that Kudda illin'
I'm runnin' through the millions
I'm sittin' roofless chillin'

Koolaid in the polar bear
They flockin' cause they know it's there
Money game, money straight

Like Joe Key and Noah had
That's no bull%#@!, game time
Make you ^!$$%s change minds

Forfeit, or consume a full clip
^!$$% like me eatin' small fish
With your (*##$ watchin' Swordfish

^!$$%s can't ignore this
You can't afford this - extravagant %#@!
We Louie Gucci Birkin baggin' this %#@!

Bag of the piff
Hot-boxin' in the back of the six
With Jimi Hendrix on, immaculate %#@!

Long way from Compton
Where we used to bag it in shifts with mags and the clips
Hurricane, right back on the %#@!

Back on the block with a package of spliffs
From blowin' cats, it's the Wiz, what it is


Hook

Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa

Uh, you ^!$$%s want kush? We got ounces
Corgies we got pounds, clips we got rounds
Hundred thousand dollars when I skip through your town

Baller %#@!, 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 %#@!

Now I'm buyin' up all the champagne
Drinkin' away all of my problems, (*##$
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 knowin'

^!$$%s say they safe, but nobody's showin'
Man he beats this %#@!, but nobody flowin'
Old Versace %#@!, the newest Rick Owens

If I'm rollin' it, you know that it's potent
With the Game and we smokin'


Hook

Verse 3: 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 $#&@ with Pippin
Kays on when them ^!$$%s trippin'
Uh, pools of your partner blood, ya boy stay slippin'

Never tippin', stay sippin'
Court side, Blake Griffin
Stay missin', stackin' fitted while you ^!$$%s stay (*##$in'

!@&@a and Boca, the kush of them strokers
Grand daddy and oova, blow that smoke to Jehovah
Four-fifty my motor, use your (*##$ for my chauffeur

I encoded the cobra, mark priced the Rover
T-top in the Trans, hit the gas and it's over
(*##$ 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

(*##$ you?
Somethin' 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, ^!$$%s

They here to reverse birth you
Murk you, lights out no curfew
(*##$ ain't stoppin' 'till my unborn seed's seed is rich
Or 'till Jesus sit right next to me and smoke 'till the seasons switch, my ^!$$%




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