Till I Die (feat. Big Sean & Wiz Khalifa)

Yeah

This Virginia

Straight from the country, right there wit' my kinfolk

Golds in my mouth and they put 26's on Benzo's

Dirt roads, backwoods

They got weed but I've been dope

Ratchet, nigga we act hood

But I'm getting money with these white folk

Sippin' and I'm faded, super medicated

Said she wanna check the pole

I said, "Okay Sarah Palin", yeah, so I lay down and lay in

A nigga gon' be faded, all the way to the a.m., yeah

Boi, damn, whoa, shit

Okay, more drink, pour it up (boi)

More weed, roll it up (boi)

Whoa there hoe, you know what's up (you know what's up)

Quit hoggin' the blunt bitch, slow down

Pimps up, hoes down

Ass up, nose down

Damn, bitch I do it

And this the life we chose

Workin' all night swear I'm never going broke, bro

And I'ma do this 'til I die

And I ain't talking shit just 'cause I'm, just 'cause I'm (what?)

(I'm high)

Yup

Whoa, boi

Oh God, oh God (boi, boi)

Okay, wow, bow

Look at me now, chief like an Indian

Talkin' in clouds, I'm high as a bitch

I'm talking to clouds

Off tree every night like I roam with the owls

I super soak that hoe, show 'em no love just throw 'em a towel

Still rocking Louis Vuitton condoms, 'cause I'm so fucking in style, wow

New crib, crash that, drove here, cab back

Now knock that pussy out, yeah, that's just a little cat-nap

Hold up, hold up, woah

Don't be smoking my shit, I be smoking that fire

She be smoking my dick (my d-)

Be smokin' my dick, boy lil' bitch

Okay, okay, more drink, pour it up

More weed, roll it up

Whoa there hoe, you know what's up (you know what's up)

Quit hoggin' the blunt bitch, slow down

Pimps up, hoes down

Ass up, nose down

Damn bitch I do it

And this the life we chose

Workin' all night swear I'm never going broke

And I'ma do this 'til I die

And I ain't talking shit just 'cause I'm, just 'cause I'm (what?)

(I'm high)

Smokin', chokin', always rollin' somethin'

I don't need a key to start my car

Bitch, I just push a button and theater showin'

Got a half a mill' and spent it like it's nothin'

Money flowin', never sober

Smokin' 'til I got concussions, no discussions

Man I got a condo and got a big crib

Pounds all over my kitchenettes

If I ain't on the road gettin' it

Then I'm in the hood where my niggas live

Did a tour, sold it out, just bought a pound 'bout to finish it

Now all my pasta got shrimp in it

You talk about it and I'm livin' it

Fuckin' little bitch

Woah

Okay more drink, pour it up

More weed, roll it up

Whoa there hoe, you know what's up (you know what's up)

Quit hoggin' the blunt bitch, slow down

Pimps up, hoes down

Ass up, nose down

Damn bitch I do it

And this the life we chose

Workin' all night swear I'm never going broke

And I'ma do this 'til I die

And I ain't talking shit just 'cause I'm, just 'cause I'm (what?)

(I'm high)

Real nigga never frontin'

'Cause when you got it all

E'rybody want somethin'

Middle finger in the air, no fist pump

And me, Sean and Wiz got this bitch jumpin'

Hah, finally got this bitch jumpin'

Got this bitch jumpin'

Fly, that's me