Scaling the Building (feat. Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y)
[Hook: Curren$y] x2 And my niggas, and my bitches I'm on my shit right now, how is ya? A nigga dressed like we finna take pictures Scalin' the mothafuckin' buildin' Yea, I got my mind on that take over Scalin' the mothafuckin' buildin' Yea, Because that money ain't gonna wait for us Scalin' the mothafuckin' buildin'
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] And I'm loc'ing Pretty bitch on the passenger side ridin' sun roof open Shes supplying what im smokin' Wanna fuck with us, keep them tree crumbled up Walk up in the club, make them lames wan' cuff Champ on chill, E-Z widers, double stuffed Trust, and believe that it ain't about the Youngin' if don't involve his motherfuckin' cheese I ain't bring no ends to spend Never kept a knot up in my pocket Better clock a couple thousand 'fore I get up in the win These niggas is losing in need of wins Yo bitches is choosin' in need of friends I'm livin' this movie so clean the lens Runnin through loads of weed and gin cause niggas know what I'm bout Flyin' out
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[Verse 2: Curren$y] Chicks who sound funny when they speak English Still recognize the bomb when they hear it She so ain't on them other niggas Margarine bars, them shits ain't buttered nigga Higher then a mug Ain't nothing what up but us Paper planes mane We don't allow blunts in the cut Tell the valet to pull up my truck Exit stage right the last thing they seen was the tail lights I'm gettin' toasted high, gettin' my bread right Rap, hustlin', stackin' Fucking some of the baddest bitches and travelin' Niggas used to think I was crazy Now they see my new whip and be like dawg that shit crazy Get off my shit leave the room for the flies The Jets in this bitch, leave the room with ya wife Yeauh!