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Wiz Khalifa Bammer (prod. Gylttryp & Mustard)
As promised, Wiz Khalifa has delivered on his “Bammer” single alongside producer Mustard.
Notably, the duo flips RBL Posse’s “Don’t Give Me No Bammer” track as Mustard pulls from the Marvin Gaye’s “Intro Theme,” sampled in the original production while Wiz takes the crew’s famed hook and adds a twist of his own: “Don’t give me that Bammer weed/We don’t smoke that shit, it’s TGOD.”
Per Wiz’s modus operandi, “Bammer” definitely fits the bill as another appropriate edition to the smoker’s playlists. The cut arrives as Wiz’s latest studio output following an appearance on the Sonic Hedgehog soundtrack alongside Ty Dolla $ign, Lil Yachty and Sueco The Child.
Wiz Khalifa – Bammer (prod. GYLTTRYP & Mustard)
Lyrics
[Intro]
Okay
Mustard on the beat, ho
[Chorus]
Don’t give me no bammer weed
We don’t smoke that shit, it’s TGOD
Don’t give me no bammer weed
We don’t smoke that shit, it’s TGOD
Don’t give me no bammer weed
We don’t smoke that shit, it’s TGOD
Don’t give me no bammer weed
We don’t smoke that shit (Okay), it’s TGOD
[Verse 1]
Ridin’, slidin’, dippin’, vibin’
Bitch, get high, come and live this life
I’m a rich nigga, I could fuck a rich bitch twice
I’m a rich nigga, I could fuck a rich nigga wife
Make her roll this joint, when she get inside
You be home on your own but your friends ain’t shy
Bust down Rollie, make my wrist hit bright
You gon’ hit this J, you gon’ get this pipe
Hit it ’til the mornin’, I’ma miss this flight
Good day time, you a freak at night
Hoes get mad, better keep that vibe
When you live like me, you don’t see that price
Want that bag, don’t need likes
OG swag, don’t need stripes
Only gas, that’s only right
Smokin’ tree, my only vice
[Chorus]
Don’t give me no bammer weed (Okay)
We don’t smoke that shit, it’s TGOD
Don’t give me no bammer weed
We don’t smoke that shit, it’s TGOD
Don’t give me no bammer weed
We don’t smoke that shit, it’s TGOD
Don’t give me no bammer weed
We don’t smoke that shit, it’s TGOD
[Verse 2]
Don’t give me no bammer joint
If it’s in my bag, know the grass on point
Only real ones roll big doinks
Kinda into her friend, if she, she can join
Rolled up when she heard my voice
She comin’ with me, she ain’t got no choice
Six Dússe, no Rolls Royce
Just bought a Corvette, just sold my Porsche
Only hit one time, she callin’
No NBA team, we ballin’
Don’t take ’em on trips, don’t spoil ’em
New that, new this, need all ’em
New whip, new paint like Rodman
No brake, straight gas, you stallin’
Don’t take no brakes, I’m doubtin’
See me, big smoke like fireman
[Chorus]
Don’t give me no bammer weed
We don’t smoke that shit, it’s TGOD
Don’t give me no bammer weed
We don’t smoke that shit, it’s TGOD
Don’t give me no bammer weed
We don’t smoke that shit, it’s TGOD
Don’t give me no bammer weed
We don’t smoke that shit, it’s TGOD
