[Verse 1 - Chris Brown]
Yo, West Virginia
Straight from the country, right there wit´ my kinfolk
Golds in my mouth and they put 26′s on Benzo´s
Dirt roads, back woods
They got weed but I´ve been dope
Ratchet, n-gga we act hood
But I´m getting money with these white folk
Sippin and I´m faded, super medicated
Said she wanna check the pole
I said Okay Sarah Palin, so I lay down and lay in
A n-gga gon´ be faded, all the way to the AM yeah

[Hook - Big Sean]
More drink, pour it up
More weed, roll it up
Whoa there ho, you know wassup
Quit hoggin´ the blunt bitch, slow down
Pimps up, hoes down
Ass up, nose down
Damn, b-tch I do it

And this the life we chose
Workin´ all night
Swear I´m never going broke
And I´mma do this till I die
And I ain´t talking shit just cause I´m, just cause I´m...
(I´m high)

Oh God, oh God

[Big Sean]
Ok, wow, bow
Look at me now, chief like an indian
Talkin in clouds, I´m high as a b-tch
I´m talking to clouds
Off tree every night like I roam with the owls
I super soak that hoe, show ´em no love just throw ´em a towel
Still rocking Louis Vuitton condom, cause I´m so f-ck-ng in style, wow
New crib, crash that, Drove here, cab back
Now knock that pussy out, yeah that´s just a little cat nap
Hold up, hold up woah
Don´t be smoking my sh-t, I be smoking that fire
And she be smoking my d-ck

[Hook]
More drink, pour it up
More weed, roll it up
Whoa there ho, you know wassup
Quit hoggin´ the blunt bitch, slow down
Pimps up, hoes down
Ass up, nose down
Damn b-tch I do it

And this the life we chose
Workin´ all night
Swear I´m never going broke
And I´mma do this till I die
And I ain´t talking sh-t just cause I´m, just cause I´m...
(I´m high)

[Wiz Khalifa]
Smoking, choking, always rollin´ something
I don´t need a key to start my car
Bitch I just push a button and theater showing
Got a half a mill and spent it like it´s nothing
Money flowing, never sober
Smoking till I got concussions, no discussions
Man I got a condo and got a big crib
Pounds all over my kitchen is
If I ain´t on the road gettin´ it
Then I´m in the hood where my niggas live
Did a tour, sold it out, just bought a pound ´bout to finish it
Now all my pasta got shrimp in it
You talk about it and I´m living it
Fucking little b-tch

[Hook]
More drink, pour it up
More weed, roll it up
Whoa there ho, you know wassup
Quit hoggin´ the blunt bitch, slow down
Pimps up, hoes down
Ass up, nose down
Damn bitch I do it

And this the live we chose
Workin´ all night
Swear I´m never going broke
And I´mma do this till I die
And I ain´t talking shit just cause I´m, just cause I´m...
(I´m high)

[Chris Brown]
Real n-gga never frontin´
Cause when you got it all
Everybody want somethin´
Middle finger in the air no fist pump
And me, Sean and Wiz got this bitch jumping
Ah! Finally got this bitch jumping
Got this bitch jumpin´
Fly, that´s me