Supply-Wiz Khalifa/Nesby Phips

歌手 : Wiz Khalifa / Nesby Phips

专辑 : Kush & Orange Juice

语种 : 英语

时长 : 02:57

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TXT Supply-Wiz Khalifa/Nesby Phips 文本歌词

Supply (feat. Nesby Phips) (Explicit) - Wiz Khalifa/Nesby Phips

Composed by：Cameron Thomaz/Courtney Nero

Produced by：Nesby Phips

Huh

Yeah yeah

Look

Bone Snaps and crane kicks

Divine intervention I was put here to change shit

By hook or Crooks and Castles draped up

In the same fit

Been rockin' it for days now

And will until the pay stop

See there's no dinner

Or winner for second place huh?

Yea that what I figure so I handle my business

Confidentiality all my plans to get richer

Then I master my role as my plan unfold

Right moves make sure the left hand don't know

Words from a wiser predecessor never let up

I know how to spot a fool 'cause he never shut up

If you speak it you don't know it

You know it you don't speak it

Can't feel me if you put your vertebrae

On the speakers

See you got the beat hitting at on ya

I got higher than Chong on bongs in California

Catch me in your in local cool spots catty corner

Virgins to the herb frown at that aroma

For those inquisitive scoot closer to phips a bit

I invite you to get higher

Than what you've experienced

There's some who think they smoke

But we stay higher

And some think they get fly but we get flyer

They lookin' for the planes

We done cruised right by ya

Smell what I smoke they ask me if I supply

I say no no

It's everywhere we go go

Woke up in the mornin'

Some ashes in the sink

Couple drinks we was pourin' in

My niggas sleep

Bitches rollin' weed while I'm yawnin'

It's just a routine after a night of performin'

I turn the hotel into a Polo party

Makin' them eggs with cheese

Let 'em smoke so much weed

Them hoes think we in the seventy's

Big dog better pedigree

She in this king size bed with me

Give her space boy I let her breathe

And I mean that technically

Roll up the trees like my weed grown medically

Less of the seeds

Niggas still got the hatin' disease

When actually they know

Bite or bark fight or heart

I'mma keep rollin' trees nigga light or spark

Taylor in my walk karate in my talk

Now that's gangsta