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Spotlight (feat. Killa Kyleon)

10 steps ahead of these niggas, fool

Thats why they fuck wit me instead of these niggas YEA!

Hahaha, yea, this beat go perfect with my belt

Haha It match my Damiere luggage too

Joints rolled up, ask Louis Vuitton

Uh, bad bitches and cold drinks

You know what it is man, Taylor Gang(Wiz Khalifa)

No joint roaches in my car

Play the game smart

We gone get this cheese

Don't give police a reason to fuck us off

I done seen the ups

Not a stranger to the downs

But for now we're smoke devers in my loft

Champagne with bitches with foreign names

My homie hit me on the text

He want nothin just to tell me that i got next

And keep it G

I'm in your town frequently

Got the bottle, bring the trees

Watch some movies hit this weed

Yea a nigga livin care free

Please Don't blow my fly pardon the high nigga tendencies

And duplicate us but the planes but they pretend to be

Through all the bullshit overcame and still remained a G

clicquot (CLEE-CO) slow and sour D's smoke

She leave the room, you smell it on her fingers bro

Askin silly questions, bout where you been

Saying you look different

Had the time of her life not to mention

You ain't been this high in a minute

Took ownership over the air

I'm fly, You niggas just trying to visit

yea... Yea bitch(chorus)

Where ever that paper go,

I'm goin get it, So mommy are you wit it

I gotta know,

We in the spotlight

Never been high as you are until you get on my flight

Up and the waaay we go

On my plane, momma they know my name

Everywhere that we go,

And they rep the gang everywhere that we go

Everywhere that we go,

Ohohh(Wiz Khalifa)

While you at home on twitter tryna hack in her page and shit

We smoking and crackin jokes at how lame you is, UH

Hotel room right a by the water even taught her how to use a joint roller

A tight end became from underground like a oiler

Here like I never left back like a spoiler

Give my keys to valet, waiter take my order

Yall been waitin for real niggas to eat the way they oughta

Kyleon(Killa Kyleon)

Me and Khalifa, cooler than kush reefer

Good drink that'll seat ya

Put you in a sleeper

Louis on my beepers but i see that bread (clearly tho)

Good music is the consequence we legends (really tho)

Minus Kanye, but we got this money in common

We get it day and night

Could've married to it no woman.

I'm the shit, no bummin

Money talk, no hummin

Put the GPS on it, Locate it, im commin

I'm in somethin paper plate it,

Get it, decapitate it

And if the bomb creams

Super boats swangs fascinated

With the fast life

Haters to the left i got my cash right

Irish spring green make 'em blow it like a bag pipe

Get up like a flashlight

VVS's is in my necklace lookin like bad dikes

All my bitches bad like

Mike no homo, Amber Rose, Kim Kardash type

5 star chicks, first class like my last flight.(chorus)

Where ever that paper go,

I'm goin get it, So mommy are you wit it

I gotta know,

We in the spotlight

Never been high as you are until you get on my flight

Up and the waaay we go

On my plane, momma they know my name

Everywhere that we go,

And they rep the gang everywhere that we go

Everywhere that we go,

Ohohh

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