Text Me When You Make It

Ride a Mercedes, Prada for days Louis from Virgil, Birkin Baby Balenciaga, you in the latest YSL, you look amazin' Eight in the mornin', say that you just got on Just count up your paper Come to my room and I'll be breakin' you off Then send you home later I just pulled up to Vegas I'm fuckin' with you and not the tables I could be outside later Baby, see you in your way, just text when you make it Lately I been countin' blessings as they come I ain't been takin' no shit from no one I ain't been gettin' nothing but love And I don't hear talkin', you gotta show us Bags, you gettin' them all Ass can't fit in, they small Hookah for three in the club It's me, you and your girl Don't trip on exes 'cause you used to it Hang on to your crew, you ain't losin' it You ain't intimidated 'bout another bitch You with a real nigga give you a lot of benefits You can barely wait, always safe to say Private destination, brand new Ricky shades Celebrity workout plan, you been losin' weight Organic, that shit gettin' thick in all the right places Lately you was underground, but now you mainstream Takin' you to my crib 'cause I don't date The difference between me and them is night and day Dinner wherever you want, don't gotta wait You shop more than usual We fuck four times and you gotta go Say you 'bout to come, you gettin' close Baby, say you lost, so it's at the most Lately I been countin' blessings as they come I ain't been takin' no shit from no one I ain't been gettin' nothing but love And I don't hear talkin', you gotta show us Bags, you gettin' them all Ass can't fit in, they small Hookah for three in the club It's me, you and your girl Yo, what up? It's your boy, Wiz Khalifa, man The shrooms are kickin' in There's no tequila in my system so there's nothin' to worry about OR no gin either, but you guys wanna drink? Make sure y'all fuck with some of that McQueen and pour a shot for me See Ya --- Text Me When You Make It - Wiz Khalifa