(Verse 1: Currensy)
Money in the floor, weed in a bowl
On the couch life like ax
Big TV, n***a, big a** remote
Motion sensors all over my house
For investigative a** hoes
That's waiting for me to pa** out
So they can tiptoe all over my home
Woah, pump your brakes, slow your roll
I got cake, bread in loaves
State to state, hit that road
Hit that bank when I get home
Hit that lot tomorrow morn'
I think they got the one I want
Top I drop like my ex ho
Top get dropped like I let it go
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Fool I close Ferrari doors
My driveway is a horror show
Smoke my weed, eat my breakfast
My b**h read our horoscopes
Out loud
(Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa)
Talk about what's gon' get done to a n***a, until I run in to n***as
Might dress kinda funny to n***as, I got more money than n***as
These n***as lacking positive influence so I'm son'ing these n***as
You n***as more Kolo Jerome I'm more Sunny to n***as
That's why I got a couple of cribs and everyone one of �em owned
Shoulda have my Ferrari but now I had to give my mother a home
Just bought a few pounds the other day and everyone one of �em gone
Just counting my chains, tomorrow I'mma put everyone one of �em on
You n***as must be trippin' yeah that's a Benz, n***a what's the addition
(n***as jealous cause they see me gettin' money)
See me and Spitta in this b**h, they like yeah n***as must be twistin'
(So much swag and you n***as looking bummy)
And we been giving swag but on the real that wasn't the intention
(So much swag make a n***a wish he was me)
It's kinda funny cause a n***a thought I was being different
(I'm getting high laughing at you n***as cause it's funny)