Wiz Khalifa, Cardo Got Wings & Sledgren

Wiz Khalifa, Cardo Got Wings & Sledgren – Shop Around Lyrics

Shop Around

Wiz Khalifa, Cardo Got Wings & Sledgren

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"Shop Around." - Wiz Khalifa, Cardo Got Wings & Sledgren

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 12:03 pm

Album: Wiz Got Wings

Track No: 06

Go to the clear port for my airplane
Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got e'rything
That's hard
Keep that last too
Matter fact keep all this shit
Goddamnit
In front your motherfucking face
When the check clear, we getting more gear
Buying shit that we won't wear
Taking cars around the block
Going places we ain't even supposed to go near
Red Ferrari, my **** just bought it
Yellow Lamborghini, had to have it when I seen it
Hit the studio, you gon' swear that I'm a genius
And my crib so nice, my maids love to come and clean it
Sunset, getting undressed with a demon
Always wanted to run up checks, I ain't need a reason
Gotta be please with my success
I do my best to help my young **** keep succeeding
If I can afford it, I'ma go out and pay for (go out and pay for it)
If I can afford it, I'ma get what I want (get what I want)
If I can afford it, I'ma go out and pay for it (go out and pay for it)
If I can afford it, I'ma get what I want (get what I want)
(He was blocking her with the bag)
Let your hair down, girl
You been working all day, now we on our own world
Said you don't got time for a man, you got too many plans
You don't wanna be my girlfriend
Diamonds on your hands
If you get the chance, then that money you'll be sure to spend
Don't call me when you need your rent
Call me when you need that kush scent
Or some bomb ass dick
I wake up at 6:00, don't go to sleep 'til this money I get
Your **** wish he was in my position
Rooftop on the new drop, roof missing, gang
If I can afford it, I'ma go out and pay for it (go out and pay for it)
If I can afford it, I'ma get what I want (get what I want)
If I can afford it, I'ma go out and pay for it (go out and pay for it)
If I can afford it, I'ma get what I want (get what I want)
Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got e'rything
Sipping on McQueen
Diamonds dancing like candy rain
When she come to my crib she ain't gon' never leave

Writer(s): Jeannette Boling.

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