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

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

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

[Verse 2 - Tha Truth]
I'm in the off this something that's corner surfing
Float, no water, my trunk is waving, I'm polar
Blowing faces, I'm shitting on them infested
Time is money, peep the wrist bitch, my time is
I'm still the king and I'm out
Any block, any club, I it out
I the one for competition, I'ma blow it out
I'm going hard, I don't plan on going out
I'm getting money, probably you don't know about
I stunt hard, you would swear that I was out
Don't tell me get them, I got and I'ma throw them out
And back door on hoes that I was warning out
While I'm in this machine, the top
Tell them that the sky is the
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
Real shit boy, niggas imposters
They deserve a Oscar, Kevin
Oh my God sir,
I got and that and everything I want like I got a hostage, yeah
seven digits, no wonder why the money calling
Got your bitch panties Niagara
Dollars like I fuck in the bank
I told them I could, they tell me I
want me to trip when I'm ducking the paint
I'm popping champagne, and on dank
hard, boy, these niggas got to see me
My hard, your bitch is easy