Wiz Khalifa - Dress Like This (Ft. BACKWOOD BRAT & Hardo)

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
When I walk in they all treat me like a president
How you say that you a boss with no leverage
Why the fuck you bringing up the past what's the relevance
You should be rolling up the weed, not questioning
I just want the brain baby, I want the inteligence
I don't care if it's artificial
I look around and see some niggas that I'm better than
Damn I heard you lost your girl to a lesbian
My bad if I'm being too specific
My bad I got riches I intended
Two bad bitches in a bad that's a collision
Tryna live my life will make a nigga find religion

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Flying out to handle some businеss
I don't go out, usually stay to myself, I ain't social
Stay low I stay to myself
Know my worth I just stay calm and keep my composure (I know my worth)
See how I'm doing wanna bang my linе but you old news (I don't know you, no, no)
I can dress like this 'cause I gotta be fresh when I ghost you

[Verse 2: BACKWOOD BRAT]
Why you let me go, I gave you everything
Me and my bitches pussy is better than
Hate you little bitch from the Caribian
[?]
[?] cut nigga off, 'cause you know I'm anti-social
I don't go public with hoes, 'cause they start going loco
I'd rather spend time with myself, it's okay I got a [?]
That's why I stopped T-ing you up bitch, I had to go ghost
You go for all the movement, let's get into it
But bitch post on only fans I bet she gon' screw
I ain't never gave a hoe a princess treatment
Bitch you think I'm stupid
Now let's get into specifics, every time we together why you [?]
Why you always go ballistic, breaking shit but never fixing
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Flying out to handle some business
I don't go out, usually stay to myself, I ain't social
Stay low I stay to myself
Know my worth I just stay calm and keep my composure (I know my worth)
See how I'm doing wanna bang my line but you old news (I don't know you, no, no)
I can dress like this 'cause I gotta be fresh when I ghost you

[Verse 3: Hardo]
I might pull up Lamborghini, I might ghost you
Or might do the Benzo, Wizzle did the old school
Wizzle made a hundred million, broski global
Hardo made another million trapping local
Huh, I take bad bitches out to Nobu (Huh)
Walking how I'm talking, trapping hard, he anti-social
Twenty floor brick but want five thousand for the vocals (Skkr)
Baggies for the zips but put my lyrics on a Pro Tools
We can drive it to you or send it postal (How you want it)
Real nigga the one these bitches wanna get close to
He was hating had to shit on that boy boastfull (Shit on that nigga)
Place scrapping snow bunny got a nose full (Huh, huh)

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Flying out to handle some business
I don't go out, usually stay to myself, I ain't social
Stay low I stay to myself
Know my worth I just stay calm and keep my composure (I know my worth)
See how I'm doing wanna bang my line but you old news (I don't know you, no, no)
I can dress like this 'cause I gotta be fresh when I ghost you

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