Origineel
[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]
Young niggas in this bitch
Trippy ass niggas in this bitch
Rich icons muhfucka
Creative motherfuckin’ genius
And I don’t give a shit
Street up
[Chorus]
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Nothin’ but gin in my trippy cup, pouring more, I can’t get enough
Young Khalifa on that hippie stuff, I break it down and it lifts me up
So much shinin’, so much diamonds, all that there comes from so much grindin’
So much weed up in my lungs, I’m in the air, I’m somewhere flyin’
In your town I cop me a pound, show me one and I’ll roll one
All my niggas straight drug addicts cause it takes one for you to know one
Bake somethin’ and never hold none, young niggas with some old lungs
Catch me out at your college campus, weed rolled with a cold one
Outside with my new car, my Chally parked by my old one
Got a couple of rollies dawg, but I’m usually rocking a gold one
Catching flight on them private planes, Ferrari doors I close ‘em
Don’t talk a mil’, you ain’t sold one, don’t talk a pound, you ain’t smoked one
[Chorus]
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Smokin’ and sippin’ while watching hoes strippin’
Poppin’ and rollin’, I’m chieffin’ this potent
Dope by my side with the pistol and chopper
Got from my bitch and she get from her mama
Talking like this, I be walking like this
Sold a few hoes and I bought a new bitch
Taylor Gang niggas the number one chieffas
Smokin’ on gas prolly louder than speakers
Mix with the hash, dip in the lean blue dream, I’m a fucking fiend
Standing on Fairfax getting smoked out with them niggas from Supreme
Trippy sticks, bong rips, blunt dip, I’m down to do whatever
She wanna pop a molly man, Juicy J gon’ fuckin’ let her
For a stronger strain I’m spending bands, this ain’t no reggie
When it’s ‘bout this gettin’ high, ain’t nothin you can tell me
Xanax bars, beans and syrup, that’s my trippy kit
I’m like a pimp in the club working your bitch
[Chorus]
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
[Interview: Wiz Khalifa]
I don’t like to say I because we’re a collective
Sledgren makes the beats and fuckin’ Cardo
Or Jerm does the engineering
Or me and Chevy sit around and talk about shit
And come up with shit
We made it comfortable for a lot of people to do
Like what they’re doin’ and feel cool doin’ that shit
So what we’re gonna do with this mixtape is
Really just turn it around and step that up
Vertaling
[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]
Young niggas in this bitch
Trippy ass niggas in this bitch
Rich icons muhfucka
Creative motherfuckin’ genius
And I don’t give a shit
Straat omhoog
[refrein]
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Niets dan gin in mijn trippy beker, meer gieten, ik kan er niet genoeg van krijgen
Young Khalifa op dat hippie spul, Ik breek het af en het tilt me op
So much shinin’, so much diamonds, all that there comes from so much grindin’
So much weed up in my lungs, I’m in the air, I’m somewhere flyin’
In your town I cop me a pound, show me one and I’ll roll one
All my niggas straight drug addicts cause it takes one for you know one
Bake something’ and never hold none, young niggas with some old lungs
Betrap me op je universiteitscampus, wiet gerold met een koude
Buiten met mijn nieuwe auto, mijn Chally geparkeerd bij mijn oude
Got a couple of rollies dawg, but I’m usually rocking a gold one
Ik vlieg met een privévliegtuig, Ferrari-deuren sluit ik.
Praat niet over een miljoen, je hebt er geen verkocht, praat niet over een pond, je hebt er geen gerookt
[Chorus]
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Smokin’ and sippin’ while watching hoes strippin’
Poppin’ and rollin’, I’m chieffin’ this potent
Dope by my side with the pistol and chopper
Got from my bitch and she get from her mama
Talking like this, I be walking like this
Verkocht een paar hoeren en kocht een nieuwe teef
Taylor Gang niggas the number one chieffas
Smokin’ on gas prolly louder than speakers
Mix met hasj, dip in de lean blue dream, I’m a fucking fiend
Standing on Fairfax getting smoked out with them niggas from Supreme
Trippy sticks, bong rips, blunt dip, I’m down to do whatever
Ze wil een molly knallen man, Juicy J zal haar verdomme laten gaan
Voor een sterkere soort geef ik bands uit, dit is geen reggie
When it’s ‘about this gettin’ high, ain’t nothing you can tell me
Xanax repen, bonen en siroop, dat is mijn trippy kit
I’m like a pimp in the club working your bitch
[Chorus]
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff, let’s take a plane
[Interview: Wiz Khalifa]
Ik zeg niet graag ik want we zijn een collectief
Sledgren maakt de beats en fuckin’ Cardo
Of Jerm doet de techniek
Of ik en Chevy zitten rond en praten over shit
En komen met shit
We maakten het comfortabel voor veel mensen om te doen
Zoals wat ze doen en zich cool voelen om die shit te doen.
Dus wat we gaan doen met deze mixtape is
Het gewoon omdraaien en het opvoeren.