Wiz Khalifa — Flight to China

[Intro] It's that (It's that) Damn, Pliz There go your tag [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa] I made everything I'm in, it's some exclusive shit You ain't gotta test my diamonds 'cause they too legit I just got rid of my wallet, all I need's a safe On my grind twenty-four seven, I don't need a break Front yard full of cars, I don't need a whip Eighteen hour flight to China, we can take a trip Pouring shots of McQueen, told her take a sip Money long, this that Bokhara scent [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] I might drive my '62 with the gold rims I might put the diamonds up and bring the gold in I remember when I had a flip cell phone Bad bitch, thick thighs and her hair long New vibes, let her hop in, tell her test drive Talkin' big, I don't keep the flex light Turks and Caicos trips, we on the next flight Seven hundred horses runnin' red lights (Red lights) Red lights (Red lights), red lights (Red lights) Strippers know I'm tippin', see them red lights (Red lights) Red lights (Red lights), red lights (Red lights) Walk up in it, kill these niggas, that's a grave site [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa] I made everything I'm in, it's some exclusive shit You ain't gotta test my diamonds 'cause they too legit I just got rid of my wallet, all I need's a safe On my grind twenty-four seven, I don't need a break Front yard full of cars, I don't need a whip Eighteen hour flight to China, we can take a trip Pouring shots of McQueen, told her take a sip Money long, this that Bokhara scent [Verse 2: Toosii] Steerin' wheel got a grip for drag, uh New car, skrrt, might crash 0 to 100, go fast Got no limit when I hit the gas My engine go vroom, blast When I cop don't look at the tag Rear view, put him in the past Switch gears like I switch my swag Pop the trunk put the bag in it, I be lag switching when I skrrt-skrrt 840 horsepower, hit the gas, leave him in the dirt-dirt Loyalty, love, and cars Got a bad broad but I'm here when the bag talk Better move off the road when we on the road 'cause we 'bout to turn you to asphalt Yeah, my family like the mob When I move the squad, we got a hundred-one rods We got a hundred-one broads Ain't in a Wraith, but we can look up at the stars I say a prayer to God Give Him my all, I can tell that you floss Switch whips like I'm switching my car Shittin' on him, I just came out a stall [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa] I made everything I'm in, it's some exclusive shit You ain't gotta test my diamonds 'cause they too legit I just got rid of my wallet, all I need's a safe On my grind twenty-four seven, I don't need a break Front yard full of cars, I don't need a whip Eighteen hour flight to China, we can take a trip Pouring shots of McQueen, told her take a sip Money long, this that Bokhara scent