Wiz Khalifa — Ballin

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] I dreamed of kush blunts, hot fashion and females She never smoked once but love the way the weed smells Pistols in the front, choppers on the back porch Lord knows I wanna teach him but he asked for So im doin words, let my money do the talking I think the game needs some change like you do for parking We the planes, you motherfuckers ground control We escape, skip the rates, pick a cloud and go My chick by racial, bisexual, buy everything I want soon as I let her know I snap my fingers and God will be there to hunt your head Call me the deep and you try and sink like the London Bridge Big city small problems, hate me cause I get a plate often What are they starving? Where I'm at? tourin Say you got another question, call it Ask me if I'm ballin Wow