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[Intro: Wiz
Real trippy
Hippy
Uh nigga my mom blow kinda cash nigga
What you talking about poppin and shit...
Groceries
1 - Wiz Khalifa]
Uh you I kill...
Any song that I go on
And now I dont gotta count the money that I
I get it in
My bread so long, my bank big nigga grow
My fried nigga so long
I hate fake and so on
Take all the money that I made this
And that be the that you're hatin
I smoke the bombest weed I call it Californication
A island for vacation I'm all this cake
A hundred for the safe
Just a pound and I'mma face it
Now me
You nigga see my try to cropy
My Rollie plus the rings that I got on by Versace
And I ain't cocky I'm just confident that I'm the shit
You hatin mother fuckers know time it is

I'm just riding around on my side of
Got my windows up and my loud
And we smokin so I'm need a pound
Bet the haters wish could see me now
But the in the way
Everyone of us get bruh
But the in the way
My nigga on the real, all you see is bill
2 - Juicy J]
I blow a hundred just to fuck around with
That ho that you in love the ho I mess around with
Come fuck with a Taylor, dream in my paper
for my people but tonight I'm doing Jaeger
20 years on and I falling off
Niggas flex about the and they run their mouth
Ferrari pull up who hoppin out
With a double couple in hand and money count
Rockin this I'm rockin Louie that
Louie on my ass, on my hat
I hit the club Louie in my hand
That's the Louie 13, in my glass