Nothin Like the Rest lyrics

[Hook: French Montana, Wiz Khalifa]
I pull up with your b*tch in the Rolls
Don't even get it twisted 'cause it's already rolled
Ain't nothin' like the rest of 'em, you rollin' with the best though
Rollin' up the best smoke, rollin' up the best smoke
I pull up with your b*tch in the Rolls
Don't even get it twisted 'cause it's already rolled
Ain't nothin' like the rest of 'em, you rollin' with the best though
Rollin' up the best smoke, rollin' up the best smoke

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Uh
Doin' a hundred through the desert
Yeah my car come from the past, you could call it a time machine
'Cause it's right here in the present
In the game and I got leverage
Ain't the same as none of you n*ggas
If I was close to you I would be 'shamed of you
Get a hundred mill's what I came to do
I guess all this money look lame to you
So I spend it on shoppin', all of this sh*t that I'm coppin'
Don't even go to the store, my outfit it ain't even droppin'
Pedal to the floor, smokin' in my new SS
Seen a lot of bumps on the road to success
But that ain't stop a n*gga from cruisin' up
Pullin' weed out the ashtray, cuttin' the music up
Smokin', chillin'
Used to be underground but now we on top of the buildin'
[Hook: French Montana, Wiz Khalifa]
I pull up with your b*tch in the Rolls (Uh)
Don't even get it twisted 'cause it's already rolled
Ain't nothin' like the rest of 'em, you rollin' with the best though (Ha)
Rollin' up the best smoke, rollin' up the best smoke (Ha)
I pull up with your b*tch in the Rolls
Don't even get it twisted 'cause it's already rolled
Ain't nothin' like the rest of 'em, you rollin' with the best though
Rollin' up the best smoke, rollin' up the best smoke (Ha)

[Verse 2: French Montana]
Never had a limit (Ha), small face spender (Ha)
Everything was cashed out, I ain't ever rent it
Brown bag sinner (Ha), shawty love a winner
Beat that pus*y up, now that pus*y trendin'
Pull up in the dealer (Dealer) lookin' like a dealer (Dealer)
Young n*gga, high as sh*t, five hundred milla
Need me on it? Then you gotta step the bill up (Ah)
Winter time, hoodie on, drop chinchilla (Ah)
Lookin' like a killer (Ah)
Used to hit the block, fiends lookin' like Thriller (Ah)
Shooter like Miller, nah I mean Billups (Billups)
Pull up in the Porsches (Porsches), bad b*tch talkin' 'bout 500 horses
Started from the bottom, n*gga was a filler (Filler)
Now you need my name so your show could fill up
Keep my cup fill up, black card to fill up
n*gga small-talkin', tell 'em put a mill up (Ah)
[Hook: French Montana, Wiz Khalifa]
I pull up with your b*tch in the Rolls
Don't even get it twisted 'cause it's already rolled
Ha, ah