Should've Never

[Intro: Ab-Soul] Absolutely, absolutely what I did for the last couple days Yeah, Soul! [Verse 1: Ab-Soul] Smoke a half ounce in a half an hour Runnin' late for a red-eye flight Gettin' stranded outside my house for hours No rollie on but great timing right? Touch down (rolled up) Got some head (rolled up) Got some pussy, rolled up Got some more pussy, said "that's enough" I need rest, baby Plus you know I'm off this Xanie I came twice and you came twice but you live here, maybe You get it, or you uncertain? Anyways, backshots like a plastic surgeon I poke her, why not call her bluff? Royal flush, I did that on purpose Passed out, woke up and guess what I did? (rolled up) I hit DZA, he showed up, then he hit Wiz and we pulled up And guess what we did? (rolled up) Then guess what? We poured up And guess what we did? (guess what we did) And guess what we did? (guess what we did) We did this -- [Hook: Wiz Khalifa] And we just a bunch a niggas we're allowed to have fun Everywhere we go Everywhere we go And they should've never gave us money Should've never gave us money (x4) No, they should've never gave us money No [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Super dabbage, proof you average Rollin' up in it like "poof", Aladdin Puttin' bitches on that uber cab shit My roof collapsin', wake up in the mornin' tell you what happened We were stoned, you took a dab and it was "ehh" My bedroom and got faded Next day I'm in the next state I'm in the best weed I got steak, shrimp and eggs on my plate In the room I'm up high, smokin' wax I'm up high Taylor Gang, we up high Her legs were up in the sky She left the rest of her girls, she came to have a good time She came up in this bitch straight She left up out this bitch bi She only hit the wax once She left up out this bitch fried Bitch almost dropped the bong She a rookie so I let her slide Rollin' up smokin' the mountain so much I don't know the amount Blow so much smoke out my mouth, I'm leavin' 'em stuck on the couch Smokin' that kush 'til I'm faded, you niggas be kidding and playing My niggas they stay rollin' up, they gettin' as high as this fade is [Hook] [Verse 3: Smoke DZA] Your opinion don't count get ones first Dab so hard my lungs hurt Cough so crazy, knocked me out my seat Back to rollin' up thunder World-renowned with the wordplay Kick it like a punter Nigga like me gotta get that cheese, mozzarella, muenster Stackin' all my green up, four up in a leader Got me feelin' wavy I be sleepin' like a baby Feelin' better than head on a wake up tip I'm lyin', but it's somewhere close to it Ain't nothin' better than it, wylin' Four hundred dollar lunch Bitch came through [?] Look so good, had to fuck her from the front, I can't front She like to party, I like to party I bought the dour, she roll the mollies DZA [Hook] [Verse 4: J.R. Donato] Uhh, Donato West side to the Head band in the freezer, keep froze Third eye home-seekin' [?], swaked out with your bitch on the road That's a killin' Crack a seal now I'm walkin' on the ceilin' Really y'all on tour with some new skateboards Feelin' like I haven't sold weed in a minute I can never get bored how I'm feelin' Knew a hatin'-ass nigga wouldn't feel it Couple cars, gotta handle this business And the texts when I check on my women Make sure that pack still flippin' You know a young nigga in it I ain't even gotta trip on shit, back seat with the window tint Open doors like a limo, bitch Presidential shit, so the bullshit irrelevant Thinkin' bout my ex, pourin' up medicine Take time, can't rush that shit Real nigga gonna brush that shit, off Tour bus full of sluts, that's it Lotta mud, double cup, that's it Roll up 'til you stuck, that's it Niggas hate, baby fuck that shit [Hook]