[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]

King size papers, king size bed

^!$$%s blow money but I'd rather keep mine instead
Roll something ^!$$%, blow something
Say you're ballin' out of control

Let a ^!$$% hold something
Specially if you got in, and he don't put his ^!$$%s on
Tell me what's the sense in even having it for?

Cause when you're broke, you'll have everything to gain
When you lose it all...
Let you inhale out the vap'

Do it for the taste
Usually I roll one up, then pass around
But now I smoke it to the face

Cause chiefing with ^!$$%s is such a waste
Unless they my ^!$$%s, and 9 out of 10 times
They got their own pound with 'em

Own pack of papers and filters, on the ground
We be smoking them things like 6 at a time
5 in the L, 4 breakin' down

3 in my head, 2 on my mind, ^!$$%

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One rolled, one rolled, one rolled, one rolled
I keep more than one rolled...
One rolled, one rolled, one rolled, one rolled

I keep more than one rolled...

A bit of a pothead

It has been said I keep one rolled up
Like LL's pants legs
Full of life in this (*##$, though

I may seem half-dead
Trust me, I'm cool
I just ain't talking to you

And them Jet's coming through
It's just as I predicted
Got a bigger portion

Cause the Jet's eating off bigger dishes now...
Ain't that the biggest fish up in this pond?
Since life's a (*##$, tell her roll my %#@! up, huh?

Secret compartment in my car, James Bond
Though I'm James ball ^!$$% bread long
And my name known known in e'ry home household

Caught them !@#( slippin' tryna squeeze
In the mouse, ho. That cheese is "nachos"
You are not chose by the Gods

To live as we do, so play your role in the movie
Ain't no pause, no rewind
For no man, waste time

So I ain't wasting mine
More grass, more green, more grind, ^!$$% I keep:


[Hook]

[Verse 3: Big Sean]

And these (*##$ $$# ^!$$%s
F-ck around, I'ma have to (*##$-smack me a ^!$$% (These ^!$$%s)
Roll around with a bunch of get-rich $$# ^!$$%s

Who the man? You ain't even gotta ask these ^!$$%s
I'mma f-ck around and take these last 3 pictures
Man, these (*##$es breakin' their neck

Just to pass weed with us
We both get high, get drunk, more shots, reload
Too high, we know, 3 more, TeVo, we blow

(*##$, how could you be so fine?
Shake that $$#, she's so mine
Taking more double shots than free throw lines

I'm might hit like 3-4 times
They say "what the f-ck is you on?"
F-ck if I'm right

F-ck it, I'm on, you f-cking at home
Watching my $$#, bet that I'm on
My way to the top, and I'm commin'along wit':


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