Cabin Fever - Wiz Khalifa

Yeah
Yeaah
Thahaha
You n***as know it's the gang or kill yourself right
Yeaah
Yup
Red hat black chucks black 501's on
That's your baby momma but her numbers in my iphone
Yea I got a girl but I swear
I need a newer b***h
Let her out the house and
I'll be leaving here with your b***h
I'm flyin in a different city every night
Got everything I ever wanted so this can't be life
Breaking down the w**d I'm 'bout to make a plane
A hundred n***as with me all reppin' taylor gang
Yeaah b***h
Okay
Yeaah
Yup
Lot of n***as fake but me I give these hoes faith
Feed her alcohol and leave that b***h with no taste
Out of this world need my own space
Back seat and I'm a ride until the chrome break
Big heat will turn your body to a cold case
She don't even make it rain she just throw me face
Got some n***as quick to bang like they major Payne
Told Lil' mom I rep the gang she just say the same
Eh
Yeaaah
B***h
Hhahha
If you see 'em point 'em out
If you see 'em point 'em out
There's a bad b***h in here
And you see her point her out
There's a bad b***h in here
And you see her point her out
Yeeeaaahh yupp
Yeahh
Ya
You show up to concerts looking like a fan
I pull up in car service looking like the man
Hella reefer smoke a lot of pictures being taken
My b***h from Atlanta my w**d is Jamaican
I don't talk much too many n***as hatin
Buy the boutique that's my type of conversation
I dropped a little change on these hater frames
Took her car keys and let her play Dwayne
Mmm