Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y – Car Service Lyrics

Car Service

Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y

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"Car Service." - Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 06:02 pm

Album: How Fly

Track No: 01

Clear the runway, baby
I get money from Sunday to Sunday, lady
Oh, behave, I'm young, rich, famous
Grindin', keep my pockets on Schwarzenegger
O.G in my Swisher so my blunt taste flavored, don't it?
Y'all **** can get it if you want it
Tryna catch a flight
I'm in the back seat playin' Xbox, car service just chillin'
Burners in the wall, money all through the ceiling
And Spitta on the phone, tell my dawg that we killin'
These fuckin' blogs, they love a star, and I'm flashin'
Life just like a movie, no castin'
Asked if the game been kinda slow. but I'ma treat it like a Ashton
Pedal to the metal I'm mashin'
All we know is big money, medical weed, and fashion
So, try your best to imagine, bro
I'm rollin' up another one
Starin' out this window, window, window, window
They tellin' me to change how I'm livin', but it's all I know
(Yo) I'm seen in every city, on my way out to another one
Another one, another one, another one
You find me anywhere that paper go (Go), oh (Oh), oh
Bong rips, double S's with the floor shift
Windows twenty, twenty clear, these is 20's on the rear
Order the car service if I feel as though I don't want steer
Bitches freeze in the Xenon headlights like a deer
But not out of fear, she lookin' 'cause it's money over here
Shine from above these land lovers, I'm a chandelier
My girl got a pocket bubbler in her purse
She keep it G, and pack the bowl with weed, and let me hit it first
Ain't tryna be a hog, dawgy, all I want is what I'm worth
80 days, 80 stages, baby, all around the earth
Amazing race for the paper, you suckas eatin' dirt
Chew some orbit gum, brush your teeth and scrape your tongue
Fresh as they come, second to none
Pretty woman flirt, battin' eyelashes, they need guidance
Lace 'em up like my New Balance, and keep flyin'
The closest that you lames ever came
To the planes was a Palm Pilot
I'm rollin' up another one
Starin' out this window, window, window, window
They tellin' me to change how I'm livin', but it's all I know
I'm seen in every city, on my way out to another one
Another one, another one, another one
You find me anywhere that paper go (Go), oh (Oh), oh

Writer(s): Wiz Khalifa & Shante Franklin.

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