Personal Party

Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got everything Got your p***y wetter than a hurricane Pay the bill, tell her, "Keep the change"
We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke I hope you got your own rolled up I hope you got your own rolled up We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke I hope you got your own rolled up I hope you got your own rolled up
By the time you hear this one I'll be high, somewhere on a mission Probably flying somewhere, me and a couple b!tches Who look good as they do in they pictures Look 'em up, they got sh!t like CEO in they description Rather bring her back to her seat, her sh!t too expensive THC pills and McQueen shots, we twisted None of us spilled our drinks when the plane lifted off, destination was typed in And, baby girl, you the type that might end up in my bed before the night end Made sure she was in her right mind Some n!gga rolled her a joint, I threw that sh!t out and let her hit mine
We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke I hope you got your own rolled up I hope you got your own rolled up We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke I hope you got your own rolled up I hope you got your own rolled up
Personal parties Only pass to my n!ggas from the hood or my brother from New Orleans Don't know where your hand's been, so you won't put your hands on my spliff If you was me, you would understand how many bands I spent to get to the position that I'm in Expecting me to just dip in the stash like sh!t come out of thin air That's how you know n!ggas ain't experienced and they energy's weird I ain't promise you nothing, just to be clear Plus turned down everyone the same way, just to be fair Losing my respect, getting all emotional Should've brought your own like a n!gga told you to do
We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke I hope you got your own rolled up I hope you got your own rolled up We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke We don't really pass 'em, we just smoke I hope you got your own rolled up I hope you got your own rolled up
Me and Berner picking out another strain Private pilot, Rolls Royce outside the plane Tryna get some sleep, I'm taking off my chains Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got everything