Flickin' Ashes (Explicit) - Wiz Khalifa
Composed by:Cameron Thomaz
Yeah
Swisher sweets no Phillies
Yeah
Me I'm riding clean smoking good
Can barely keep my eyes open
Listening to my favorite song
Leaning in my ride chokin'
Tell my dog to hit this w**d
Feel like I'm finna pass out
Thought I had exclusive trees
Until he pulled his bag out
Had 'bout a half ounce some ****
I've never seen in life
Said that once he grabbed it
Smelled so bad he had to bag it twice
Bag it twice
I told him roll that **** up
This w**d I had to light had to light
These clowns somewhere in the clouds
Me I'm a satellite
I roll them very nice with smoke
Coming out the end like a muffler
Got game from the Hustla never said I'm gon' quit
Quit
I can't get enough of good w**d in my lungs
Plus I'm sharin' I ain't cuffin'
I ain't
My eyes wide shut I'm just staring saying nothing
Saying thick
I flick ashes flick ashes got big staus so
I don't need a dime dime
I got big baggage *****
***** *****
Yeah I blow it by the zip anywhere
I go it's on the road on every trip
Ask my Nini love her grandson but
She know that I'm a trip
Got my habit from Ms Peachy
Smoking roaches getting lit
Now I fill my blunts with
So much w**d they say that all ain't gon' fit
On some highly grown **** with a Hollywood *****
Got the sweetest purple kush in
A precisely rolled spliff
High as John in Pulp Fic' on the way to see Marcellus
Girl I'm in another world and Chevy got another twirl
Twirl
For those who don't know
What he got that roll game roll game
And I ain't gon' lie he the reason
Why I got my roll game roll game
I feel like I'm soul plane soul plane
I smoked the whole thang yeah
Pound or OG OG
Kush fiend purple master OG
Yea that's a little bit of kush talk for
Y'all n***as who might not comprehend
And every n***a that grow w**d should know me
Know me
My leather so soft my Swisher so sweet *****
Sweet *****
Sweet *****
Sweet *****
Ya this Young Khalifa man
Mr blow it by the iddo yup
And I've been state to state man
From here to there
Smoke the best of the best you know
So don't come runnin' up on me talkin'
'Bout your good a*s w**d my n***a
I don't give a ****
I got some good **** right here yea
What up Chevy
All my n***as that smoke good you
Know who you are
Bobay the Hustler what up Po Ron Yak Chueno
Slow the kid Lavish cabbage
What up Blaze Reese Murray you know
I gotta say Og
Houser KU wako what up
All my n***as that blow it down man
We be in every state man heavy wit' it
Even all my n***as that can't smoke
What up Stevie what up Lyte
I'mma twist 3 up for you yea
We get dumb stupid a*s high over here man
Y'all n***as smokin garbage
I'm rollin' me a whole week's
Worth in one blunt you know
And that's just to get a little high
I'm smokin' all day I been uh
I was is in Portland Oregon right
And I buy big zips of this ****
You know what I'm sayin'
Like I don't be coppin' little
Low or none of that
And this bag of w**d was purple
Like real purple kush
Grapes
Shoutout to all my n***as in
The Bay that know about them grapes
We're smokin' grapes out there
And it was great
I'll be in Cali
OG Kush Master Kush
Purple Kush Mega Kush
Super Silver
These sound like comic
Book names man
**** ya'll n***as can't get y'all hands on
I be higher than a *****
I be focused though you know
Lot of ya'll n***as would
Go broke tryin to do this ****
Ay Chevy roll another one up man
Chevy got that roll game
Ya'll n***as don't even know about
Kick your whole chest back
Like uh uh a monkey punch
Ah ah ah ah yea