[Verse 1] Hold up I done made eighty grand a n***a didn't even show up n***as used to talk about the way that I dress Now I see them on they videos pants legs rolled up Wasn't even thinking bout getting a Rolex Now we got a Rolex and the whole thing froze up Now you takin pictures of this sh** Walk around getting b**hes off this sh** They just talkin but I'm living off this sh** Kenny Powers really feel like I'm the sh** MC Hammer pants I feel like I'm legit 9/11 not the day but thats the whip Taylor Gang they be on that sh** Always on the grind tryna keep my mind on the finer things I gotta get that'll make a n***a rich Lotta new kicks lotta new fits Lotta swag that you see on me that'll take a n***a b**h They get dressed like I get up and go Grabbing all my sh** up and roll Walked in and lit up the store Took a dab and roll another joint now I lit up for show And my b**h is like a pin-up if I like it then I buy it Most of the time the sh** is free and they just in it Major paper and I'm winning and my outfits sick I'm a walk up in this b**h and I'm a make a n***a spit up [Hook] Can't get this from the store That's a one of one that mean they don't make it no more I be like look what I got on, look at what I got on I be like look what I got on, look at what I got on Never seen it before Try spending what I'm spending and you'll probably go broke I be like look what I got on, look at what I got on I be like look what I got on, look at what I got on [Verse 2] Have you ever seen a n***a dress good as me Have you ever seen a n***a go shopping for the furs Turn around right where the leathers be Have you ever seen a n***a with some sh** wonder where he get it When you try to get the thing in the store Have you ever seen a n***a lookin' crazy then the motherf**er In it but the price you don't even know Never seen nobody walk up in the store without no money When they come out they hands are full of hella bags Never seen nobody come into the store and get the treatment that I get I guess that mean I spend hella bands Have you ever got your suit tailor'd by the man Have you ever got your suit flown in by the man You don't get that kind of money you don't understand You ain't ever touch a hundred grand You just say you do Like a lame would do My Taylor Gang n***as a fatal crew We taking your paper and rocking the latest You try to hate but my clique hater proof My closet go on for a day or two Ain't one of them n***as who switch the sh** it up No I'm staying true like a player do So show me my tab and who to pay it to f** you and them n***as you came with too [Hook] [Bridge: Wiz Khalifa] Old heads look at what I got on Young n***as look at what I got on Broke n***as look at what I got on Rich n***as look at what I got on [Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa] And I'm floating, my windows open My eyes all low cause I'm off that potent They jacking my style I got that notion Can't even get it, you on that slow sh** Pull up in it, they like "oh sh**" Hella expensive, smoking explosive Where did he get them? Nobody knows it Don't even go there [Hook]