Hit you with that 23 (45) when I call back, woo
You know we pop champagne and Rosé
Spilled that shit all on my Balmain
Yeah, jump in with the campaign, yeah
Popping xans on aeroplanes
We all cruise through, we got red leather
Whip that wrist on your bitch and make her head better
She been having too much fun, she a bad weather
Save me with that vine and look back at it
I don't know 'bout you but I got my own drugs, yeah, yeah
Hit you with that 2345 when I call back, woo
Got my own drugs, got my own drugs
Got my own drugs, got my own drugs
I don't need no plug, I don't need no plug
Got my own drugs, got my own drugs, yeah
(Young Khalifa, man)
Walkin' straight into the club,
Been here with all of my thugs
I said I'm rollin' up drugs,
Told her it is what it is and it was what it was
She leave with me just because,
Say she in need of some love
And if Khalifa the one,
Hit her so good that she don't wanna leave in the morning
Got your own girl, yeah, I know you grown
You came here alone 'cause you don't get along with your home girl
Diamonds, they all on me dancing
I'm like just what is the chance
To pick you up sometime and show you that I am the man
I really don't care for them bands,
I'm spendin' them, baby girl
I don't know 'bout you but I got my own
Drugs, yeah, yeah (that's kinda hard, bro)
Got my own drugs, got my own drugs
(Yeah, aw, c'mon Khalifa)
Hit you with that 2345 when I call back, woo
Hit you with that 23, roll a brown when you're on your back
Got my own drugs, got my own drugs
Yeah, yeah, got my own
Got my own drugs, got my own drugs
Yeah, yeah, got my own
I don't need no plug, I don't need no plug
Got my own drugs, got my own drugs, yeah
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