Lyrics Jet Lag - Wiz Khalifa

Know how to pack a buildin'
Co-roll to packin' minutes
I'm always back to business
I stay up out my feelin's
No goin' half-and-half
I want the whole stash

You might as well fast
I'm probably jet-lagged
It's hard to see me in my ride 'cause I'm speedin' past
You probably only smoking dimes so your weed could last
And I'm the type to put a pound where I'm breathin' at
When I throw money on the ground she ain't leavin' that

Gotta complete the task
My technique advanced
I had plenty plans
My diamonds dance
Fell out with friends
Took trips to France
Smoked hella plants
Unlimited grams (unlimited grams)
I'll do it again (I'll do it again)

What movie we in?
Spit 20 I live
Pulled up in a Benz
My company wins
You wanna be rich
You get it fast then the end is gonna be quick
I sit here and count this money up and don't even flinch (don't even flinch)

Keep sayin' they the one but I'm barely convinced
Keep sayin' they rollin' up but that's barely a pinch
I inspired you all along you just barely admit
Give you a couple reasons why I won't marry a bitch
I own every percent
I won't ever pretend
Never again
A veteran in
We setting the trends, coverin' every expense

Know how to pack a buildin'
Co-roll to packin' minutes
I'm always back to business
I stay up out my feelin's
No goin' half-and-half
I want the whole stash

You might as well fast
I'm probably jet-lagged
It's hard to see me in my ride 'cause I'm speedin' past
You probably only smoking dimes so your weed could last
And I'm the type to put a pound where I'm breathin' at
When I throw money on the ground she ain't leavin' that

'Rari believe it's fast
I'ma keep it a stack
Shoppin' bags in the front
My own gin in the back
It's my nature to stunt
I might need to relax
Tryna stay in control
They wanna see me crash

But really you don't want no problems, problems
Wish evil on my soul
I think I need some prayer (I think I need some prayer)
Might have a smile on her face, she gon' leave in tears
Ain't never did this before, I make her face her fears
Don't really catch me outside, these niggas all weird

Ain't tryna look at they 'selves, they don't involve mirrors
Don't want a hit of this Kush, I don't see volunteers
If it's ever 'bout money you know I'm all ears
If you ain't rollin' somethin' you don't belong here
She gon' shot when she want to and plus she God-fearin'
Spent some racks on designer that's what we all wearin'
Ten days in Miami that's called disappearin'

Know how to pack a buildin'
Co-roll to packin' minutes
I'm always back to business
I stay up out my feelin's
No goin' half-and-half
I want the whole stash

You might as well fast
I'm probably jet-lagged
It's hard to see me in my ride 'cause I'm speedin' past
You probably only smoking dimes so your weed could last
And I'm the type to put a pound where I'm breathin' at
When I throw money on the ground she ain't leavin' that