Wiz Khalifa (April) Robb Bank$ (Ft. Young Neil)

[Intro]
You know what I want to do?
Yeah
What do I want to do?
You want to fuck me
I think I might be happy
Flying on an eagle's quest
On the way to a rebel's den
With the song name upon my chest
Because of lies from a so called friend
The sensation in my palms (smoke on a bowl)
Tells me that I'm all alone (and sip on some more)
All for this I can take the blame
So I guess I'll start Today

[Verse 1: Robb Banks]
Nah, You gon' suck my dick, I just know
So hit them lights, and close that door
Sacks of grass, playing Pendergrass
Lace cover that ass, but bitch let me ask (what)
Fuck is you looking at? (what)
Like you ain't seen enough
Ms. Honey Brown, I melt you down
And pour your ass over my blunt
I hit your center, find that gold, trying gain control, and you screaming "go"
Dick belong in a rodeo, Bone thug fuck you 'till you got polio
Polo t-shirt, polo draws, fire in my pole until it's soft (pause)
You know what I mean
Syrup and weed, that's the cause
And the cx-cause, got you gone
But at the same time, it got you next to me
That's OBP until I die, but bitch you gon' be the death of me
But you won't be the best of me, so pardon me if I don't get that shit
Biting in her sheets, yeah you can be my pillow pet