[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]
Real trippy n***as
Hippy n***as
Uh n***a my mom blow that kinda cash n***a
What you talking about poppin bottles and sh**...
Groceries fool
[Verse 1 - Wiz Khalifa]
Uh you know I k**...
Any motherf**in' song that I go on
And now I dont gotta count the money that I spent
Cause I get it in
My bread so long, my bank big n***a pro longed
My brain fried n***a so long
I hate fake n***as and so on
Take all the money that I made this year
And that be the reason that you're hatin
Plus I smoke the bombest weed I call it Californication
A island for vacation I'm piling all this cake
A hundred thousand for the safe
Just bought a pound and I'mma face it
Now watch me
You n***a see my pieces try to copy
My Rollie presidential plus the rings that I got on by Versace
And I ain't even co*ky I'm just confident that I'm the sh**
You hatin mother f**ers know what time it is
[Hook]
I'm just riding around on my side of town
Got my windows up and my speakers loud
And we smokin so I'm gonna need a pound
Bet the haters wish they could see me now
But the money in the way
Everyone of us get money bruh
But the money in the way
My n***a on the real, all you see is dollar bill
[Verse 2 - Juicy J]
I blow a hundred bands just to f** around with
That ho that you in love with the ho I mess around with
Come f** with a Taylor, blue dream in my paper
Bombay Sapphire for my people but tonight I'm doing Jaeger
20 years on and I ain't falling off
n***as flex about the check and they run their mouth
Ferrari pull up guess who hoppin out
With a double couple in hand and some money count
Rockin Louie this I'm rockin Louie that
Louie on my a**, Louie on my hat
When I hit the club Louie in my hand
That's the Louie 13, Louie in my gla**
[Hook]
[Interview: Rob Markman]
It's Rob Markman, you already know what it is
You know me and Cap go back
Taylor Allderdice it's just gettin' started
O.N.I.F.C. is next
The Gang album, Chevy Woods Gangland
Juicy J got like 4 mixtapes that he's just ready to drop on you
Keep movin' and movin'