Initiation

Wiz Knalifa

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]
Sledgero
You've always been a fool man, but you're stupid for this one

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
This is for my young n*ggas, this is for my paid n*ggas
This is for my wild n*ggas, this is for my gang members
This is for the ones that don't care 'bout bein' hood n*ggas
This is for them badasses, this is for them good n*ggas
This is for them fly n*ggas, this ain't for them broke n*ggas
This is for high n*ggas, roll one up and smoke, n*gga
This is for them boss n*ggas that be gettin' paper
This is for them real n*ggas, this ain't for them fakers

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
This is for them Taylors [x16]
Yeah I got it, so I flaunt it
And I bought it cause I want it
Screamin' f*ck a b*tch n*gga and a hater
This is for them

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
This is for them lil n*ggas that be goin' so hard
That be on they grind, know exactly where they post are
Tryin' to get they cheese, tryin' to get they pocket so large
This for n*ggas over-seas, this is for them dope boys
This is for them joint-smokers, this is for them gin-sippers
This ain't for no ho n*ggas, this ain't for no b*tch n*ggas
This is for them rich n*ggas that be gettin' paper
All I do is ball, n*gga, that's my human nature
This is for them n*ggas who know that they got strong pack
If it ain't strong, we don't blow that
If it ain't strong, it's gon' go back
Money so long, that sh*t throw-back
And my n*gga, this sh*t paid for, I don't owe that
It's a movie dog, it's a Kodak
And I'm so gone, see you later
This ain't for y'all

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lola Monroe]
Monroe, Taylor Gang's?
For dough, four more coupes then blow mo'
It's about to go down like a credit score
Your broke ass can't even use debit, whore
Versacci decor from the bed to the floor
Have several seats or exit door
P*ssy sweet, shoot me
We ain't gettin' money, Jew me
Whole time your pockets' tighter than a new weave
F*ck 'em, we gon' roll up like two sleeves
Taylor Gang, ? to bang
Y'all p*ssy weed blanks from failure range
They could never duplicate my Taylor frames
It's the Taylor ring, got a Taylor dame
For the season, oh snap
And focus on my head shots
And I ain't never loafin', you won't catch me with bread knots
Eenie, meenie, minie f*ckin' mo
All these birds be goosin', so I be duckin' hoes
N-never had an issue givin' b*tches my ass to kiss
Wiz told me get 'em so I'm comin' out blastin' b*tch

[Hook]

[Outro: Amber Rose]
Hey baby, it's me
Um, I know you out there performin' right now, but
I just wanted to leave you a little message
To let you know how much I love you
And I miss you
And I wish you were home with me right now
But I'm so proud of you
And I'm so happy that you're doin' so well out there
I miss you baby, I miss you so much
I can't wait to see you
I love you, muah, bye