[Intro - Trae Tha We blowing money I grow up, I up, getting paid I grow up, I grow up, paid
- Trae Tha Truth (Wiz Khalifa)] We don't even count the money no more we just it (We it all up) We don't even count the money no more we just it (And make them it all up)
[Verse 1 - Tha Truth] Money strapped to my Somewhere in the whip I'm in no bass Flooded the trap I a new place Money got to go I told them no space Never hoes, hoes I don't chase Only wear Locs the same as my All I know is stunt, make a feel like shit to the point 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 beam on nigga, when I come to this I'm stocked up Shit on my wrist trying to light block up Nigga said I got a dope man swag, a look at these jewels one of them rocked up And we still on the corner in H-Town president back then Hope the slut that I'm got insurance so She know I'm about to run up on her 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, make it flood When I ain't going to talk shit I'ma talk If a don't like it, tell them to drop dead I'm in the hood like a fresh set of Where they rock blue or they rock red I'm the of the streets Ain't nobody finna away what I came to get Audi R8 I came is sick interior the color of a all white brick
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[Verse 2 - Wiz Big weed in my joint, diss me there's no Little guy but still all my niggas got big heat, they on Rolling up while I drive, engine be in the Decided in 2005 that I can any bitch that I want Oh, and, and, and I trying to stunt This a two my bitch can't help but ride up in the front Balling, most niggas try to pick them up Throwing so money you even try to pick some up You trying different stuff, look at how I block out Smoke like a Cali nigga, even I'm in the South And when, when, my car come out the whores out Don't even get on Twitter no more because I'm what your talking about
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