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Wiz Khalifa - Red Eye Lyrics

Red Eye Lyrics[Intro]
In the heart of sunshine, we play
With country vibes to light up the way

[Verse 1]
Trees from the grower
On a pound of weed, so I move slower
Say she came to the studio back in the day, but I don't know her
Smoke Khalifa Kush, my eyes lower, uh
Mind of a stoner
Fuck that, mind of a owner
Rolls-Royce, mine getting chauffeured
Always getting to the point, always rolling up a joint
Always able to supply what they wantin'
Always staying on my grind, this ain't comfort
Wanted kush, make sure they got what they come for
Roll me up a joint, but I need one more (One more, hahaha)
My niggas on, my bitch bad, and my weed bomb
Ain't telling niggas nothing, that's what thе police for
I'm doing great at my job, you should be doing yours
A lot of smokе in the air when I open my door
My clothes supposed to be tailored, car supposed to be foreign
Life full of action scenes, it ain't supposed to be boring
Count this money up and do the same thing in the morning

[Chorus]
I got paid two million dollars, that's just for performing
I'ma light this joint up, I won't give you a warning
She gon' jump right in my car, don't care about her boyfriend
She gon' bring some of her friends and tell 'em to join in
Stay away from the drama, I try to avoid it
What I give 'em? Red eyes
What we givin'? Red eyes
What they gettin'? Red eyes
What I give 'em? Red eyes
What they gettin'? Red eyes
What I give 'em? Red eyes

[Verse 2]
They walk me in the back door, I'm the owner of it
I dropped Kush + OJ, you a stoner because of it
I roll up another one, that's another roach clipped
I got busted with three joints, they weighed it and told me it was a zip
That's a lot of weed smoked in one sitting
Break it all down, don't have the nerve to tell me it won't fit
I'm the last one smoking and the first one rolling up sticky
Weed snob, that means I'm picky
Hahahahahahahaha (Ah)

[Chorus]
I got paid two million dollars (Yeah), that's just for performing
I'ma light this joint up, I won't give you a warning
She gon' jump right in my car, don't care about her boyfriend
She gon' bring some of her friends and tell 'em to join in
Stay away from the drama, I try to avoid it
What I give 'em? Red eyes
What we givin'? Red eyes
What they gettin'? Red eyes
What I give 'em? Red eyes
What they gettin'? Red eyes
What I give 'em? Red eyes