Songtext Smokin everywhere we go Wiz Khalifa

Smokin everywhere we go

(Damn, Saxl, you did this)

What? Keep one rolled
W's in the chat, they don't even troll
Travel first class just like we supposed to
They dropped the bag, I ain't gon' even hold you
No one even knows you
She called me to come through, I just need to roll two
Chrome Heart tank top when the heat is on
Call Khalifa when you need a pound
Foreign two-seater, two foreign eaters
One yacht that come with breakfast, lunch, and dinner
Think she mixed with Puerto Rican, she got something in her
Trap Grammy winner, fatties, no pinners
She throw it back until she injured
New Chanel or a Birkin bag to be specific
Made it out the trenches
Rolling up a pack, you can smell it from a distance
Smoke a pound, now I'm lifted, energy shifted
Kick it with my bitch and get some subs gifted
Learn discipline and reap the benefits
Tweak when I don't call her, so I sent a pic
And when I order my Wagyu, it come with shrimp
When she come over, she ain't going nowhere
She get Louis V, I get the Chrome pair
'Bout to drop the top, we both got long hair
Bong cleared and she gon' share
No cares, we ain't got no fears
Vibe good, I'm talking so spiritual
Rolling up and smoking everywhere we go

(London, Miami, LA, France)
Rolling up and smoking everywhere we go
(Brazil, Thailand, Germany, Japan)
Rolling up and smoking everywhere we go
(Toronto, Atlanta, Houston, Vegas)
Rolling up and smoking everywhere we go
(Raleigh, Chicago, Detroit, the Bay)
Rolling up and smoking everywhere we go