Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y – Stoned and Leave Lyrics

Stoned and Leave

Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y

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"Stoned and Leave." - Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y

Saturday, 24 October 2026, 10:58 pm

Album: Roofless Records For Drop Tops: Disc 1

Track No: 04

(Uh) What? (Yeah)
Smellin' like I'm 'bout to feel
Bong clean, come up the hill (Damn)
Roll me a joint and she wanna chill
Album get done, we sealin' the deal
We get off stream then go get a meal (Yeah)
Casually fitted, check, handle some business next (Uh)
I've been gettin' pounds, I don't mean bench press (What?)
We've been holding it down, why you ain't rich yet?
Say she ain't sleep yet (Haha), hit some of this tree, bet (Uh)
We smoke up the event (Yeah), know how to keeps secrets (Damn)
Might spend 50K if I'm there for the evening (Why?)
We keepin' the weed lit (What?), know how to keep secrets (Wow)
Saint Laurent, I don't do cheap shit (Naw)
She love Curren$y (Yep) and fuck with some peak Wiz
Say she need bags (Uh), need trips (Yep)
We smoke up the zip (Uh), know how to keep secrets
My life feel like I'm dreamin'
Spotlights, people screamin'
Say you love me, now tell me, what's the reason?
Call you, you come over, you get stoned and leave
Stoned and leave, stoned and leave
Call you, you come over, you get stoned and leave (Yeah)
Stoned and leave, stoned and leave (Huh)
It's 4 a.m., it's her again
She ditched her man, it's killin' him, we in the wind
We in the Benz, I'm in her skin, she came again
Sent her home, the homie told her, "You and him should make amends"
The story never ends, right back where we begin
How could she settle when now she knows better?
Never knew the elevator went up so many levels
Say, we could go there together, but she can't stay with me forever
I got a— shit, bitch, I shouldn't have tell ya
I'm not one of them ****, so don't compare 'em
I got my main Ferrari and I got a spare one
I left the party with a with pair 'em
Runway steppin', designer wearin', she been fly since Donna Karan
If looks could kill, she'd be a MAC-11
If looks could kill, she'd be an FN or a Heckler
If looks could kill, she'd be a fuckin' AK-47, watch out
My life feel like I'm dreamin'
Spotlights, people screamin'
Say you love me, now tell me, what's the reason?
Call you, you come over, you get stoned and leave
Stoned and leave, stoned and leave
Call you, you come over, you get stoned and leave
Stoned and leave, stoned and leave

Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz & Shante Franklin.

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