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[Intro: Wiz
Real niggas
Hippy
Uh nigga my mom blow that kinda cash
you talking about poppin bottles and shit...
Groceries
[Verse 1 - Wiz
Uh you I kill...
Any song that I go on
And now I gotta count the money that I spent
I get it in
My bread so long, my bank big grow long
My brain fried nigga so
I fake niggas and so on
Take all the money that I this year
And that be the reason you're hatin
Plus I smoke the bombest I call it Californication
A for vacation I'm piling all this cake
A hundred thousand for the
Just bought a and I'mma face it
Now me
You nigga see my try to cropy
My Rollie presidential the rings that I got on by Versace
And I ain't even cocky I'm just confident I'm the shit
You hatin fuckers know what time it is

I'm just riding around on my of town
Got my windows up and my speakers
And we smokin so I'm need a pound
Bet the wish they could see me now
But the in the way
Everyone of us get money
But the in the way
My nigga on the real, all you see is dollar
[Verse 2 - J]
I blow a hundred just to fuck around with
That ho that you in with the ho I mess around with
Come with a Taylor, blue dream in my paper
Bombeizell for my people but tonight I'm doing
20 on and I ain't falling off
flex about the check and they run their mouth
Ferrari up guess who hoppin out
With a double couple in and some money count
Rockin Louie this I'm rockin that
Louie on my ass, on my hat
When I hit the club in my hand
That's the 13, Louie in my glass