Chorus (Wiz Khalifa):

Got no problemsmy **** lit

Got no where to goso we rideand we smoketil we cant anymoreand keep floatinuh,pass it to your man and roll another oneand keep floatin'when its almost donewhy don't you go and break down enough for another oneand roll me someand keep floatin'verse 1 (mac miller):

And you can pass thatthe kid who rock a snap backsteady blow this hash backuntil my thoughts are abstracthow to get bythats how we livin in this day and age

I bring some color to a world thats filled with shades of graythrowin this cake awayto blaze and sip some tanquerayremember spectatin till they pick the kid to play the game

Now im an all star blast it out the ballpark

In my Lamborghini speedin your a golf cart

California dreams

Amsterdam reality

Life ain't what it seems these the thoughts the **** pull out of me

Blow through a thousand trees

The whole entire crowd can seelivin in what seems to be fiction im on a balcony

I Light one up this for those whoever doubted me

Then light another this for those who hold it down for me

Passin around the ****no problems at alland you haters keep on hatin man

I aint talkin to yall