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[Intro - Tha Truth]
We blowing money
I grow up, I up, getting paid
I grow up, I up, getting paid

[Chorus - Trae Tha (Wiz Khalifa)]
We even count the money no more we just blow it
(We it all up)
We don't even the money no more we just throw it
(And make pick it all up)

1 - Trae Tha Truth]
Money strapped to my
in the whip I'm in with no bass
Flooded the I need a new place
Money got to go I told them no space
Never love hoes, hoes I chase
Only Locs the same as my race
All I know is stunt, make a hater feel like shit to the that he's in another place
Real
ain't the one but I lean on haters, looking so clean on gator
Try to jack me, I guarantee I'll put the on haters
Hood nigga, I come to this I'm stocked up
Shit on my wrist to light this block up
said I got a dope man swag, took a look at these jewels
Every one of them up
And we still on the corner in
H-Town president something back
the slut that I'm with got insurance so
She I'm about to run up on her back end
a set of bad tires, she was getting plugged
We can it to the streets, take it to the club
I don't rubber band I got trash bags
Other niggas make it rain, I'ma make it
When I ain't to talk shit I'ma talk bread
If a hater don't like it, tell them to dead
I'm in the hood a fresh set of projects
Where they either rock blue or rock red
I'm the of the streets
Ain't nobody finna take what I came to get
Audi R8 I came is sick
With interior the color of a all brick

X2]

[Verse 2 - Wiz
Big weed in my joint, diss me no point
Little guy but still all my niggas got big heat, they on
up while I drive, engine be in the trunk
Decided in that I can fuck any bitch that I want
Oh, and, and, and I ain't trying to
This a two seater my bitch help but ride up in the front
Balling, niggas won't try to pick them up
Throwing so much money you try to pick some up
You trying different stuff, at how I block them out
Smoke like a Cali nigga, when I'm in the South
And when, when, my car out the whores come out
Don't even get on Twitter no because I'm what your bitch talking about