ID Labs - No Permission lyrics

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ID Labs - No Permission lyrics

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa] When I ride by, I want you to see what I see Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah sh**'s very clear, uh [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Pa** me a joint, guarantee Imma hit it Come to that life, I don't talk it, I live it I got a old school a** car you can sit in I got a crib that you probably can't get in I got a pound, we can grind it and twist it I been at work on the grind for a minute Smokin' that loud and still mindin' my business She f** with me because I got the vision Countin' my benjis Puttin' it all in the bank but I don't really mind if I spend it Can't take it? Don't cross the line when you finish When you stay all on your grind you can get it When we be f**in' I'm climbin' up in it She f** with me because I got the vision Haters be talkin', don't mind 'em, don't listen Duckin' 'em shots, that's divine intervention I be so high, you should prolly come visit You make a choice, hope you like your decision Come to my crib, we can spark and get lifted Go up in smoke just like I'm a magician She ain't have fun, then she probably was trippin' She f** with me because I got the vision Get to this money, get high, my intentions Family first, that's a valuable lesson She f** with me because I got the vision I f** with her, when I'm talkin', she listen When we together, we stick to the mission Sparkin' that weed up without no permission She f** with me because I got the vision I f** with her, when I'm talkin', she listen When we together, we stick to the mission Rollin' that weed up without no permission, uh [Hook: Wiz Khalifa] Oh, oh Money come and money go, we stay the same though Oh, oh Money come and money go, we stay the same though Oh, oh Money come and money go, we stay the same though Oh, oh Money come and money go, we stay the same though [Verse 2: Chevy Woods] Still getting richer, her friend came for Richard They answer my calls and I guess you don't know 'bout this blessing you missin' Keys in ignition, ready to start it k**ing that p**y, that's dearly departed OK, now give me your thoughts on this carpet Just got the call, Imma pull up and park it Smellin' like kush, what could you tell me? Body all chocolate like Keisha in Belly Damn girl I like what you do with that jelly You here for your interview, shoutout O'Reilly We gettin' money n***a case closed All hundreds to the bankroll If you coming n***a, let's go I'm talking crab with the eggroll Just shot a text “What you doin tonight?” Oh is you down for the two in the night? Turn off the lights but that ain't what I like I want to see what you do in the light Told me you grown and don't need no permission If it hadn't been for you Ima need intervention Hold up a second, I'm talkin', just listen What's on your mind? Don't make no decisions I'm gone

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