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While Driving

Berner & B‐Real feat. Wiz Khalifa
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🇬🇧 English · Original

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Hey, yeah, who is your king, bitch? I can do anything, yeah I ain't the type to lose, roll the rise vibe, papers nice and loose Fuck a pint of juice, this bag fresh, tasting like a fruit The ice is blue, yeah I'm in my bag, she in the private room Selling that, man the dream, so I can buy a Coope Killer looking scary dog, not the type to shoot My man will make your family have to buy a suit Another alli-oop, bullet proof the Benz truck Be careful on the phones, I ain't doing ten plus God forgive me, yeah the bag had me blind Have me turning out bitches, long nights, neon signs I was thumbing through a check, when I seen him in the blinds Grab my 9, shot him 3 times, I heard his homie crying, yeah Fuck a PJ, I'm hopping off a southwest Watch the money stretch, I'm balling in the midwest Fresh bets, yeah stacks full of dirty dubs (Dirty dubs) Blue gloves bury 2 million in a month (Yeah) Smoking while driving When I pull up I look the highest Plus I'm the flyest, need a crown, call me your highness Pull up behind us, bad bitch, think she the dimest Switch up the climate, at the top, we through with climbing Do what I say like Simon, fans bringing pictures, I sign them Pull up, she get excited, one of the vividest riders Giving Kush to suppliers, we got the game on lock like pliers Smoking out that fire, (don't you fucking waste it) We took the ceiling you in ya feelings that's unappealing What I'm revealing is herbal healing there's no concealing My bag is open and you're hoping to catch a moment with this (Bring it) No opponent is potent enough to take our business We got the passion, the cash in, even the people asking Where's the compassion these politicians are fuckin' taxin And my reaction is focus, and them birds flying They trying to flush us out, but we ain't dying Instead we are travelin and vibin and much more than survivin' You are alive and you are askin why you feel this high And I say go with it embrace it enjoy it now you taste it Savor the the flavor now hold it in now don't you fuckin waste it Smoking while driving When I pull up I look the highest Plus I'm the flyest, need a crown, call me your highness Pull up behind us, bad bitch, think she the dimest Switch up the climate, at the top, we through with climbing Do what I say like Simon, fans bringing pictures, I sign them Pull up, she get excited, one of the vividest riders Giving Kush to suppliers, we got the game on lock like pliers Smoking out that fire, this Kush burning for heirs What up? Don't you fucking waste it Haha Don't you fucking waste it Gang Don't you fucking waste it Don't you fucking waste it (Sap is on the beat) I'm in my bag, I'm in my bag yeah I'm in my bag, I'm in my bag yeah I'm in my bag, I'm in my bag Don't you fucking waste it I'm in my bag, I'm in my bag yeah I'm in my bag, I'm in my bag yeah I'm in my bag, I'm in my bag Give my shoes less, goes into face, yeah into face Yeah, into face Don't you fucking waste it