B.a.r. Lyrics - Burn After Rolling - Wiz Khalifa

Fuckin' hoes everywhere we go 

Taylor Gang, paper planes 

Uh, they lovin' what I say 

Tell her keep count 

What you other niggaz speak bout 

Lamborghini dreams, beach house wishes 

Poor bottles of champagne for my beach house bitches 

It ain't new to me, the money boy I been bout 

Throwin 100's on the floor, I tell her keep count 

Nigga, they in love wit what I say 

Cuz I, really live the life you other niggaz speak bout 

Got my camera man, he down to do a movie for me 

Couple niggaz round us, down to do the shootin' for me 

I'm still ridin' wit my main bitch 

She rollin' the joint, somethin' old school playin' 

She love me, we fuck and we in the fly-free zone 

When some niggaz will captain-save-it 

I let her shop till she drop dead 

Sleepin' in her crib, wake up to decent pot plan 

Jordan shorts and a pear of polo socks, blazin' 

Wit yo bitch, you wanna live smoke this 

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I'm glad to be here, I been waitin' so long (so long, so long) 

I finally found me a cloud to float on (float on) 

And I'ma float on (float on) 

Float on (float on) 

And I'ma float on (float on) 

Float on, float on, float on 

And I don't have much, but I'll take all I got and that's what I give (what I give) 

What I get in return is the money I earn, and the life I live (life I live) 

I'm so gone as I burn after rolling (after rolling) 

And float on, and float on, and float on 

Talk numbers, I hire people to speak for me 

If you love her, then hide your bitch so you keep shorty 

Ever fly private 

So much diamonds in my chain, hella sky mileage 

I fell asleep on a plane 

And never woke up, and now I'm living a dream 

Suckas hate hard, hoes treat me like I'm a king 

They wanna live comfortably, sippin on champagne 

Real niggaz fuck with me, so drama is not a thing 

I gave my momma the ocean 

Told her anything to come through the door to open the whole clip 

I'm wit yo bitch smokin, let her keep the mid, I'ma roll this potent 

Hotel so close to the water 

You can even here the ocean 

Them bitches can't breathe 

Beware of them niggaz wit tattoo sleeves 

I'm glad to be here, I been waitin' so long (so long, so long) 

I finally found me a cloud to float on (float on) 

And I'ma float on (float on) 

Float on (float on) 

And I'ma float on (float on) 

Float on, float on, float on 

And I don't have much, but I'll take all I got and that's what I give (what I give) 

What I get in return is the money I earn, and the life I live (life I live) 

I'm so gone as I burn after rolling (after rolling) 

And float on, and float on, and float on 

Wanna smoke, cuz they know that I keep flavors 

Tell me how them other niggaz lame 

And she love the cool crowd, so she fuckin' with the Taylors 

Wear All-Stars and smoke papers 

iPhone with no ringtones 

Vibrate or on plane mode 

Palm trees and bomb pre-rolls 

The weed burnin, but the money just fold 

While I'm lookin at you niggaz face 

Light another L, and pull the liquor out the case 

Niggaz try and fail, see me now they wanna hate 

Fly another plane, a different city, another state 

My cash change the forecast 

As the team was half-baked before class 

Now I smoke joints wit others niggaz hoes, and this shit you burn after you roll 

Fool 

I'm glad to be here, I been waitin' so long (so long, so long) 

I finally found me a cloud to float on (float on) 

And I'ma float on (float on) 

Float on (float on) 

And I'ma float on (float on) 

Float on, float on, float on 

And I don't have much, but I'll take all I got and that's what I give (what I give) 

What I get in return is the money I earn, and the life I live (life I live) 

I'm so gone as I burn after rolling (after rolling) 

And float on, and float on, and float on