Lyrics

Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got everything, I ever wanted They say they joy come with the pain I make sure that my growth is never stunned Be careful who you run with One false move in the dirt, you could be under it Had fun this summer, but now it's time to grind Two bad bitches at once, how do I decide? Khalifa Kush in the joint, keep them dollar sign eyes Don't question my intentions, or mention me poorly You way out of line Make your decision, this boss advice You don't wanna take it? I won't give it But when it's all said and done, at least I kept it one hundred with you Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got everything, I ever wanted They say they joy come with the pain I make sure that my growth is never stunned Reputation without a stain on it A pound, with my name on it That sound like your favorite strain, don't it? Bucket list with everythin' scratched off of it Hard to miss, still learnin' new tricks, all my dogs in here No excuse to blame it on appearance anymore I'ma boss and it's crystal clear, I made the studio my office Turned into a fortune, now it's forklifts to bring piles of money to the door for us We don't worry 'bout the score, hardly lookin' at the board Focused on what's goin' on right there on there floor Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got everything, I ever wanted They say they joy come with the pain I make sure that my growth is never stunned Got yo' pussy wetter than a hurricane Gotta couple bitches sippin' on McQueen Then get back to my crib, she ain't gon' never leave She walk with the Taylor's, that's the winnin' team And the jets, nigga Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got everythin' The type to pay the bill and tell you "Keep the change"
Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Chris Dreamer, Edward Rameer Murray Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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