[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'