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[Verse 1 - Wiz
I cop me one, cop me one for my old
You she my newest bitch, she my old girl
Khalifa, a nigga who handle his
Hoes get in my car, ask the channel is
Boss shit, look that up my nigga, I biz
On fire, a candle is
be dressing off the mannequin
Hmm, and I get fresh where them camera's is?
Better yet sandwiches, bad Spanish friends
Could of been the President, rather be the man

- Wiz Khalifa]
Now when I get paid, my checks be looking like numbers
Now when I get paid, my checks be looking like numbers
(You can talk shit bitch, I'm a million)
I'm talking millions, nigga I'm millions
(You can talk shit bitch, I'm a million)
I'm millions, nigga I'm talking millions

is money so I went and bought a Rolex (Bought a Rolex)
Time is money so I went and a Rolex (Bought a Rolex)
I'm talking millions, I'm talking millions
(You can talk shit bitch, I'm a million)
I'm talking millions, I'm talking millions
(You can talk shit bitch, I'm a million, what?)

[Verse 2 - Trae Tha
I'm in the hood off this that's corner surfing
Float, no water, my trunk is waving, I'm polar
Blowing faces, I'm shitting on diamond infested
Time is money, peep the bitch, my time is invested
I'm still the king and I'm out
Any block, any club, I it out
I ain't the one for competition, blow it out
I'm going hard, I ever plan on going out
I'm getting money, probably something you don't about
I stunt hard, you would that I was showing out
tell me get them, I got them and I'ma throw them out
And back on these hoes that I was warning out
I'm in this machine, convert the top
Tell them the sky is the limit
With a of freaks, she got her face in my lap
So deep you would she was hiding in it

[Verse 3 - Big
Shrimp, steak, liquor, and
shit boy, these niggas imposters
They deserve a Oscar, Costner
Oh my God sir,
I got this and that and everything I like I got a hostage, yeah
seven digits, no wonder why the money calling
Got your panties Niagara falling
Dollars come I fuck in the bank
I told them I could, tell me I can't
They want me to when I'm ducking the paint
I'm champagne, and puffing on dank
Shining hard, boy, niggas got to see me
My dick hard, your bitch is