Banger - Wiz Khalifa (维兹·卡利法)/Ty Dolla $ign

Lyrics by：Wiz Khalifa

Composed by：Wiz Khalifa

Ni**a all I smoke is papers papers papers

All I smoke is papers papers

I'm a motherf**king

I'm a motherf**king

All I smoke is papers papers papers

All I smoke is papers papers papers

I'm a motherf**king Taylor

I'm a motherf**king Taylor

All I smoke is papers papers papers

All I smoke is papers papers

I'm a motherf**king Taylor

Throwing up the gang like a banger

All I know is smoke when I'm in a ride

All I know is count while I'm getting high

All I know is flex while I'm in the club

All I know is show them hoes no love

All I know is buy a hundred bottles pour 'em

All I know is old school or foreign

All I know is make sure they know your name

All I know is ride out for your gang

All I know is make them hoes cone joints

All I know is keep your niggas on point

All I know is have my money on time

All I know is grind lil ni**a grind

That's all I know

All I smoke is papers papers papers

All I smoke is papers papers

I'm a motherf**king Taylor

I'm a motherf**king Taylor

All I smoke is papers papers papers

All I smoke is papers papers

I'm a motherf**king Taylor

Throwing up the gang like a banger

Twisting up our fingers all in your face like what's happenin'

My niggas hop out and get to smashing

Sock a ni**a first then ask him

Where you niggas from what you niggas bang

Snatched a ni**a chain he ain't with the Taylors

This ni**a jewerly fake he ain't getting paper

He's a f**k ni**a not a real player

I took his b**ch and made her learn how to roll papers

Off Youtube you should do it too

Type of b**ch that like to be around the who's who

Yeah she get around she like a hula hoop

All I smoke is papers papers papers

All I smoke is papers papers papers

I'm a motherf**king Taylor

I'm a motherf**king Taylor

All I smoke is papers papers papers

All I smoke is papers papers papers

I'm a motherf**king Taylor

Throwing up the gang like a banger

Big bag of that coming back for that

Roll 'em back to back keep a sack of that

Don't imagine that that's a matter of fact

Eyes down in the clouds where you find 'em at

In my MCM bag where the magic at

Come back to my room jump on the broom

Swear the magic happened she hit the magic dragon

Her a** started clapping I was glancing

Smoking kill that's that extra pack

Tell the DJ to bring it back and tell the weedman to bring a sack

I got a bong and I got a biatch a** fat body full of tats

Pick her up f**k her on the jet nothing less

All I smoke is papers papers papers

All I smoke is papers papers papers

I'm a motherf**king Taylor

I'm a motherf**king Taylor

All I smoke is papers papers papers

All I smoke is papers papers papers

I'm a motherf**king Taylor

Throwing up the gang like a banger