Ever hear of Wiz Khalifa? I know damn well you've heard of Snoop Dogg... If you have heard of neither, I'll bring you a warm blanket & pillow, that rock you sleep under must be cold.At first I was just here to discuss this song called B.A.R. by Wiz but another topic came to mind. I also thought about Snoop cause they're both obviously major potheads. Snoop has been in the rap game much longer than Wiz, but I've been noticing how open weed has been on tv, hearing many slurs & jokes referring to it -- theres even a show called Bong Appétit ABOUT WEED (I have a strong feeling Trump will ruin it all).
Wiz has been one of my favorite rappers for a long time, I began listening to him at a very pivotal point in my life -- his consistency paid off for him. He went from being a mixtape rapper on websites like Datpiff or Hotnewhiphop, to having hit songs like Black & Yellow, See You Again, Bake Sale, Young Wild & Free, etc.
Wiz has been a weed advocate and stoner for years now, even before it was legal in a few states. Wherever he goes he's always high or ready to light something up, which not many rappers were as open about his use as he was.
Look man, even Whoopi Goldberg smokes weed. Its not crack, who has ever died from smoking weed?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BIpFGIBE9VQ
If you want to get technical, I shall highlight the patriarchy lines in Blue, the masochistic lines in Pink(ish), rags to riches lines in Orange, consumerism lines in Yellow, and weed references in Green.
Fuck hoes everywhere we go
Taylor Gang, paper planesUh, they lovin what I say
Tell her keep count
What you other niggas speak bout
[Verse 1]
Lamborghini dreams
Beach house wishes
Pour bottles of champagne
For my beach house bitches
It ain't new to me
That money, boy, I been bout
Throwin hundreds on the floor
I tell her keep count
Nigga
They in love wit what I say
Cause I
Really live the life you other niggas speak bout
Got my cameraman
He down to do a movie for me
Couple niggas round
That's down to do the shootin for me
I'm still ridin wit my main bitch
She rollin a joint
Somethin old school playin
She love me
We fuckin
We in the fly-free zone
When some niggas will captain-save-it
I let her shop til she drop dead
Sleepin in her crib
Wake up to decent pot plant
Jordan shorts and a pair of Polo socks, blazin'
Wit' your bitch
You wanna lift, smoke this
[Hook]
I'm glad to be here, I been waitin
So long...
I finally found me a cloud to
Float on...
And I'mma float on...
And I don't have much
But I take all I got
And that's what I give
What I get in return
Is the money I earn
And the life I live
I'm so gone
As I burn after rollin
And float on...
[Verse 2]
Don't talk numbers
I hire people to speak for me
If you love her
Then hide your bitch so you keep shorty
Ever fly private?
So much diamonds in my chain
Hella sky mileage
I fell asleep on a plane
And never woke up
And now I'm livin a dream
Suckas hate hard
Hoes treat me like I'm a king
They wanna live comfortably
Sippin on champagne
Real niggas fuck with me
So drama is not a thang
I gave my momma the ol' shit
Told her anything that come through the door
To open the whole clip
I'm wit your bitch smokin
Let her keep the mid, I'mma roll this potent
Hotel so close to the water
You can even hear the ocean
Them bitches can't breathe
Beware them niggas wit tattoo sleeves
Plus weed
(Gang)
[Hook]
I'm glad to be here, I been waitin
So long...
I finally found me a cloud to
Float on...
And I'mma float on...
And I don't have much
But I take all I got
And that's what I give
What I get in return
Is the money I earn
And the life I live
I'm so gone
As I burn after rollin
And float on...
[Verse 3]
Wanna smoke cause they know that I keep flavors
Tell me how them other niggas lame
And she love the cool crowd, so she fuckin with the Taylors
Wear All-Stars and smoke papers
IPhone with no ringtones
Vibrate or on plane mode
Palm trees, and bomb pre-rolled
The weed burnin, but the money just fold
While I'm lookin at you niggas face
Light another L, and pull the liquor out the case
Niggas try and fail, see me, now they wanna hate
Fly another plane, a different city, 'nother stateMy cash change the forecast
As a teen was half-baked before class
Now I smoke joints with others nigga's hoes
And this shit you burn after you roll
Fool
[Hook]
I'm glad to be here, I been waitin
So long...I finally found me a cloud to
Float on...
And I'mma float on...
And I don't have much
But I take all I got
And that's what I give
What I get in return
Is the money I earn
And the life I live
I'm so gone
As I burn after rollin
And float on...
Wanna smoke cause they know that I keep flavors
Tell me how them other niggas lame
And she love the cool crowd, so she fuckin with the Taylors
Wear All-Stars and smoke papers
IPhone with no ringtones
Vibrate or on plane mode
Palm trees, and bomb pre-rolled
The weed burnin, but the money just fold
While I'm lookin at you niggas face
Light another L, and pull the liquor out the case
Niggas try and fail, see me, now they wanna hate
Fly another plane, a different city, 'nother stateMy cash change the forecast
As a teen was half-baked before class
Now I smoke joints with others nigga's hoes
And this shit you burn after you roll
Fool
[Hook]
I'm glad to be here, I been waitin
So long...I finally found me a cloud to
Float on...
And I'mma float on...
And I don't have much
But I take all I got
And that's what I give
What I get in return
Is the money I earn
And the life I live
I'm so gone
As I burn after rollin
And float on...
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