
No Limit (feat. Planet Vi & Wiz Khalifa) Ariez Onasis
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[Verse 1: Ariez Onasis]
Oh, top that, system bangin'
Made enough of this money to quit complainin'
But still I made enough of it to quit the game, man
And hit the Cayman, cop a Tele, that's where the bitches hangin'
Nice room, I'm buggin' till you hit her with a price
Top floor, she overcomin' her fear of heights
Caught in a wave, she got motion sickness
Promise her paradise, and watch her settle for a pair of Nikes
Puffin' that killa, can't get enough of the skrilla
The papers are piña colada, the Dutch is vanilla
They ain't coming any realer, I can handle the belt
Play the hand I was dealt, more bluff than the dealer
Hoes on my parlor, fuck 'em than fair 'em right
They wanna get to know, my name is more than I care to tell
I'm just tellin' the truth, raisin' Hell in the booth
Gotta make it to Heaven, come back and skate through the Sabbath
[Chorus: Planet VI]
Feel good, roll good, smoke until is gone
Lay my hand down, baby, I'm a Rolling Stone
So drung, won't remember nothing in the morn'
I'ma do this till I'm dead and gone
Smoke weed, fuck bitches
Stunt hard on you hatin' ass niggas
I got one life, I'ma live it
I'ma live my life with no limit
Oh, top that, system bangin'
Made enough of this money to quit complainin'
But still I made enough of it to quit the game, man
And hit the Cayman, cop a Tele, that's where the bitches hangin'
Nice room, I'm buggin' till you hit her with a price
Top floor, she overcomin' her fear of heights
Caught in a wave, she got motion sickness
Promise her paradise, and watch her settle for a pair of Nikes
Puffin' that killa, can't get enough of the skrilla
The papers are piña colada, the Dutch is vanilla
They ain't coming any realer, I can handle the belt
Play the hand I was dealt, more bluff than the dealer
Hoes on my parlor, fuck 'em than fair 'em right
They wanna get to know, my name is more than I care to tell
I'm just tellin' the truth, raisin' Hell in the booth
Gotta make it to Heaven, come back and skate through the Sabbath
[Chorus: Planet VI]
Feel good, roll good, smoke until is gone
Lay my hand down, baby, I'm a Rolling Stone
So drung, won't remember nothing in the morn'
I'ma do this till I'm dead and gone
Smoke weed, fuck bitches
Stunt hard on you hatin' ass niggas
I got one life, I'ma live it
I'ma live my life with no limit
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