Letra Crispy t Wiz Khalifa

Crispy t

Boss lifestyle is the way that I live
Do another show, spend it on fits
Cars in the driveway, pounds in the crib
Always stoned, but I still handle business
[?] that's how a billionaire living
I rolled with [?] you can tell how it's hitting
A pound just came, you can smell from the kitchen
A boss just ate, you can tell by the dishes
My smoke too strong, I got everybody lifted
My pack too loud, what you smoking [?]
Your bitch just ain't the same, mine's different
[?] for a few hours just to kick it
Your songs ain't fucking ith mine, that's my opinion
She gotta bring that money on time to get my attention
She know that I'm the one, because of the cars driven
Gotta hit the target every time, not atempted
Started off shy, hit the weed, she acting friendly
Roll them in the sky, brought a P for the visit

Always stay high, my T always crispy
100 with that shit, you can miss me
Put that lil money up, it don't impress me
Used to be my dawg, now he act like the enomy
You can't hit my phone, you can't hit the tree
Got my money long, 'cause ain't shit for free
Put a lotta kush in the streets
We all got something to roll, everybody eats

Now everybody roll, everybody known [?]
Balling in this bitch, feeling just like Kobe B
I like my money neat, bad bitch, she petite
[?] bands on these jeans
Maybach with four seats, [?]
Peaking out the car, [?]
Rolling up [?] smoke
[?] the air, it ain't on the floor

Always stay high, my T always crispy
100 with that shit, you can miss me
Put that lil money up, it don't impress me
Used to be my dawg, now he act like the enomy
You can't hit my phone, you can't hit the tree
Got my money long, 'cause ain't shit for free
Put a lotta kush in the streets
We all got something to roll, everybody eats