Wiz Khalifa — Simple Conversation

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa] Is you rollin' up but you don't feel nothin'? That's a simple conversation Baby is ya fuckin' with a real one? That's a simple conversation (x3) Why these niggas keep hatin'? That's a simple conversation [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Hop up in the whip, smokin' on the shit, you gon' need ventilation OG tastin', don't smoke till ya choke, get the dope, don't waste it I'd rather chill wit' a bad bitch, and see a bitch nigga later Nah, nigga, I ain't waitin' up, nah nigga, I ain't waitin' Niggas still hatin', niggas still on the shit Bitches still on a nigga dick, word to the clique Every verse like a bird, think I'm servin' a brick Ya heard me? That's a simple conversation Leanin' in my ride and smokin' weed up out a paper Come to Gs, I got a nation, weed and gin, the combination Need to legalize it! [Hook] Is you rollin' up but you don't feel nothin'? That's a simple conversation Baby is ya fuckin' with a real one? That's a simple conversation (x3) Why these niggas keep hatin'? That's a simple conversation [Verse 2: Bankroll Fresh] Broke ass nigga, stop hatin' I'm fuckin' hoes off simple conversation Keep it real, I ain't even gotta say shit Whip the dick out, make the freak bitch taste it Gears on the steering wheel, [?] race it Grew up in a spaceship, shot right past Smellin' like a bag, smokin' out the bag, sunny boy had So many mothafuckin' hundreds in my hand, flashin' Baby is ya fuckin' wit' a real one? All these pussy ass niggas, I'll kill one I'm in the mothafuckin' trap, vac-sealing Breaking and rebuilding, snapping and concealing Keep the heat compressor, straighten up the extra Bankroll, you goin' hard, you a big flexer I'm on the phone talkin' money, simple conversation These broke ass niggas, they still waitin' [Hook] Is you rollin' up but you don't feel nothin'? That's a simple conversation Baby is ya fuckin' with a real one? That's a simple conversation (x3) Why these niggas keep hatin'? That's a simple conversation [Verse 3: Reese] Money talk, talk money, that's a simple conversation Three cellphones [?] nigga, that's how the plug conversatin', aye My link was juugin' right back cross the nation, aye I'm fuckin' up money, sometimes you gotta pace it, aye Live from the bando, my partner operation SS Camaro, nothin' like a star racin' I buss on her chin, now she all in my facial Hot sauce, I need a pay-cation It could all be so simple, that's a little conversatin' My niggas ain't bluffin' wit' you, that choppa gon' erase ya!