Wiz Khalifa – Use Your Manners Lyrics

Use Your Manners By Wiz Khalifa

It’s only weed
Don’t be rude
Use your manners

Joints get lit
Hate on me, what’s the point of it?
These n—– I’m disappointed in
Can’t hang with me like an ornament
If she bring a friend, she joining in
My gang official, we born to win
I’m rollin’ weed and pourin’ gin, woo!
‘Nother plane, I board again
I revived, feel born again
I’m in the sky, I’m soaring in
Got a few vibes, bring ’em foreigns in
Valet be gettin’ the door for him
She get them ones off the floor for them
Makin’ these lil’ n—– forfeit
If I ain’t rappin’, that mean I’m tourin’
Show up, I’m very important
They be like “It is Khalifa?”, of course it is
Grindin’, you don’t have to force the kid
Marry the game, won’t divorce the b—-
Makin’ the money, you never make me
On top of game, you could never play me
I was at class, next to JAY-Z
Smoking a joint with Nas and Swizz Beatz
Took off the Celine’s, A1’s on my feet
I’m rollin’ a J, my night is complete

I’m really realizing that I’m the man
That if I really wanna do it, I can
I’m smoking that gas, I share with my fam
My foot on the gas, I stick to the plan
You don’t know me personal, please don’t call me Cam
And if you do, then some weed should be in your hand
I turn to the boss, got tired of the middle-man
I smoke when I want, roll up even in Japan
You hear me talk it, I live it
It’s all 100, I don’t got a gimmick
Pullin’ my card and I don’t got no limit
Rollin’ the chronic up I’m like a chemist
Way that I ball, I might end up in Guinness
I know they probably think I’m a magician
Walk in and leave out with all of the b——
I’m at the top, I don’t see competition
If she with me, when I talk, she gon’ listen
Wired to the money, do not give it distance
Gettin’ some millions, I got them intentions
And know I came from the bottom, my name at the top and I don’t even ask for permission
And they all line up and ask for pictures
Hard to imagine this life that I’m living