Heavy Hitters
کاور آهنگ Heavy Hitters از Wiz Khalifa

Heavy Hitters

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Ride around no shirt on, your bitch get lurked on

Her ass look perfect, bend it over now work it

Throw it in a circle, I ain't tryna hurt you

My kush color is purple, tatted up the whole surface

Chains on I'm swervin', top spot I earned it

Hurtin' niggas on purpose

My bitches come with papers in their purses

I got a pound of weed for sale

I use my hand, don't need a scale

Sellin' them all, there ain't none left

Don't call my phone I'm on, you can see the progression

Got B's, got zones

No Z's, I'm always on my job

Low-key, got sauce

Come see the boss

Them trees, we cross, they distributin' overseas, get me involved

I gotta get it for me and my dogs

Naw, I ain't leavin' them off

Diamonds doin' the wave in my charm

Everywhere we go, I got one already rolled

Everywhere we go, I know somebody that owes us

Everywhere we go, they be askin' where the smoke

And I pull out the bag, I guess I'ma have to show 'em

Everyone comin' round, they know I'ma break it down (break it down)

Everyone comin' round, they know I'ma break it down (break it down)

Everyone comin' round, they know I'ma break it down (break it down)

Everyone comin' round, they know I'ma break it down (break it down)

Top spot got that shit, real life pothead shit

Smoked out all the events, long joints all getting tense

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, too much smoke in your lungs

They don't be smoking like this where you from

Pass you another, you look at me dumb

You know that this gas for real

You know they just passed a bill

That's letting me smoke wherever I want

Don't tell me that it's an illegal substance

I'ma put you to the test

I came with a bunch I'ma leave with nothing

When I smoke, I'm out peace, it's custom

Better holdin' that smoke

I'm tryna get high and rollin' these trees for nothin'

I'ma open my window and drop the top, don't care if police is comin'

When I see a bitch, she rollin' with me, you know it's a easy bucket

I'm rollin' that weed, she love it

Glass tip, you don't see the crutches

Fast whip, you don't see the buttons

Bad bitch, she gon' leave her husband

Sad nigga, don't ask no questions

My swag different, my cash bigger I'm on a different level

Might get here if I let you

Might forget that I met you

'Cause you ain't special

Got Kush, it's medical

Everywhere we go, I got one already rolled

Everywhere we go, I know somebody that owes us

Everywhere we go, they be askin' where the smoke

And I pull out the bag, I guess I'ma have to show 'em

Everyone comin' round, they know I'ma break it down (break it down)

Everyone comin' round, they know I'ma break it down (break it down)

Everyone comin' round, they know I'ma break it down (break it down)

Everyone comin' round, they know I'ma break it down (break it down)

Shout out my young homie, I.D