It’s holiday season, bitch
Whatup Jerm? It’s Cabin Fever

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Hundred bottles we poppin’
Probably won’t even finish
Ya’ll niggas just be talkin
My niggas really livin
Pussy niggas be talkin
And we hittin them licks
Spending all of this money
Just to say that we did this shit
Just to say that we did this shit
Hundred bottles we poppin’
Ya’ll niggas just be talkin
Pussy niggas be talkin
Just to say that we did this shit

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Hahaha, ooh
I made it in I hope I make it out
Just bought a pound, bout to bake it out
Put a hundred in bout to take it out
(Put a hundred in bout to take it out)
Goin down like mayday while I’m rollin up that K
Smoking you know I got that dope there’s no two ways about it
Rolled up a car full of soldiers
Club owners know I’m bout it
Niggas keep talkin’ and hatin’
Ain’t my birthday but I’m cakin’
Sayin’ that we fam no relation
Ain’t in that line that you wait in
Drinkin’ my eyes like a Asian’s
Smokin just like a Jamaican
Take all that time that you wastin’
Porsche 9/11, persuasions
You need that motivation
That big boat on location
Rollin’ up that medication
Gettin’ money conversations

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Problem]
You know you wanna hop up on this dick ho
Joint full of bomb, bout to explode
Molly got me on another zip-code
Takin’ shot after shot, bout to get low
Ground pound with the wild out
Money talk I just dialed out
Fresh man, so styled out bitch, don’t you see this?
If you lookin for a genius?
Dirty money hit the cleaners
Gin got me leanin’? this time I’m heated
When I talk I really mean it
If I ain’t done it I done seen it
Bitch we on you best believe it
Way to bring back the singles
Lame old shams though
If you ain’t tryna ball what you playin’ for?

[Hook]