Think About It

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa] Yeah, you know it's Naughty Boy and young Khalifa, man Hotel Cabana, Taylor Gang [Hook: Ella Eyre] Got me up all night Just to start a fight You don't wanna think about it You drink about it You smoke about it Don't talk about it Every night's the same Who's the one to blame? You don't wanna think about it You drink about it You smoke about it Don't talk about it Don't make it easy for yourself [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] 13's on my Impala, raw cone filled with chronic smoke Homie, I got game like the Shuttlesworth fam Milk these lames for what they worth HUF socks, ashes on my shirt, three wheel motion all you motherfuckers The Porsche in the garage then got a life for my dogs I had nothing at all but now I take trips to Vegas Rolling up, playing songs on my oldies playlist Diamonds on my fist, Rollie on my wrist, my life's the shit [Hook] [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Standing over the terrace, made so much last year These lil' niggas should be embarrassed Claim we the same, but the difference is apparent Copy my style so much they got me like 'where the fuck is their parents?' Smoking so much that the public think it's scary But I don't give a fuck, I'm rolling another one up And giving middle fingers to you little fucks Who get online and say I suck, long time you rolling papers and wearing chucks And I ain't even had my best year, ten cars, 20 millions, fuck I'mma do next year? [Hook]