Artist: Wiz Khalifa and Snoop Dogg ft. Bruno Mars

Song: Young, Wild & Free

Capo 2

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So what I keep ‘em rolled up?

Saggin’ my pants, not caring what I show

Keep it real with my niggas

Keep it player for these hoes, And look clean don't it?

Washed it the other day, watch how you lean on it

Give me some 501 jeans on it Roll joints bigger than King Kong’s

Fingers And smoke them hoes down ’til they stingers

You a class clown and if I skip for the day I’m with your bitch smokin’ grade A

You know what?

It’s like I’m 17 again Peach fuzz on my face

Lookin’, on the case Tryna find a hella taste

Oh my god, I’m on the chase, Chevy

It's gettin’ kinda heavy, relevant, sellin’ it

Dippin’ away, time keeps slippin’ away

Zip in the safe, flippin’ for pay

Tippin’ like I’m drippin’ in paint

Up front, four blunts, like, “Khalifa put the weed in a J”

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And I don't even care

Cause if me and my team in there

There's gonna be some weed in the air

Tell 'em Mac

Blowin' everywhere we goin' and now you knowin'

When I step right up, get my lighter so I can light up

That's how it should be done

Soon as you thinkin' you're down

Find how to turn things around

Now things are lookin' up

From the ground up, pound up, this Taylor Gang

So turn my sound up and mount up and do my thang

Now I'm chillin', fresh outta class, feelin'

Like I'm on my own and I could probably own a building

Got my own car, no job, no children

Had a science project, me and Mac killed it

T H C, M A C, D E V, H D 3, high as me

This is us, we gon' fuss

And we gon' fight and we gon' roll

And live off life

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