Wiz Khalifa – No Permission (feat. Chevy Woods) Lyrics

No Permission

Wiz Khalifa (feat. Chevy Woods)

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"No Permission." - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Chevy Woods)

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 06:01 pm

Album: Khalifa

Track No: 12

When I ride by, I want you to see what I see
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Shit's very clear, uh
Pass me a joint, guarantee I'mma hit it
Come to that life, I don't talk it I live it
I got a old school ass car you can sit in
I got a crib that you probably can't get in
I got a pound, we can grind it and twist it
I been at work on the grind for a minute
Smokin' that loud and still mindin' my business
She fuck with me because I got the vision
Countin' my benji's
Puttin' it all in the bank but I don't really mind if I spend it
Can't take it? Don't cross the line when you finish
When you stay all on your grind you can get it
When we be fuckin' I'm climbin' up in it
She fuck with me because I got the vision
Haters be talkin', don't mind 'em, don't listen
Duckin' those shots, that's divine intervention
I be so high, you should probably come visit
You make a choice, hope you like your decision
Come to my crib, we can spark and get lifted
Go up in smoke just like I'm a magician
She ain't fun if she probably was trippin'
She fuck with me because I got the vision
Get to this money, get high, my intentions
Family first that's a valuable lesson
She fuck with me because I got the vision
I fuck with her when I'm talkin' she listen
When we together, we stick to the mission
Sparkin' that weed up without no permission
She fuck with me because I got the vision
I fuck with her when I'm talkin' she listen
When we together, we stick to the mission
Rollin' that weed up without no permission
Oh, oh, money come and money go, we stay the same though
Oh, oh, money come and money go, we stay the same though
Oh, oh, money come and money go, we stay the same though
Oh, oh, money come and money go, we stay the same though
Still countin' up
Yeah, still gettin' richer
Her friend came for Richard
Ain't answering my calls
Then I guess you don't know 'bout this blessin' you missin'
Keys in ignition, ready to start it
Killin' that pussy that's dearly departed
Okay now give me your thought on this carpet
Just got the call, I'ma pull up and park it
Smellin' like kush, what could you tell me
Body ya'll chocolate like Kisha and Belly
Damn girl I like what you doin' with that jelly
You here for your interview, shout out O'relly
We gettin' money **** case closed
All hundreds in the bankroll
If you comin' ****, let's go
I'm talkin crap on egg roll
Just shot a text what you doin' tonight
Always you down for the chew in the night
Turn off the light but that ain't what I like
I want to see what you do in the light
Told me you grown and don't need no permission
A habit for you, I'mma need intervention
Hold up a second, I'm talkin', just listen
What's on your mind, don't make decisions
I'm gone, cause I'm gone
Oh, oh, money come and money go, we stay the same though
Oh, oh, money come and money go, we stay the same though
Oh, oh, money come and money go, we stay the same though
Oh, oh, money come and money go, we stay the same though

Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Charles Stepney, Eric Dan, Jeremy Kulousek, Kevin Woods, Rashod Ali Odom & Rose Johnson.

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