[Chorus: Juicy J]
I’m tryna give you some hope
You better get you some dough
You hate I’mma get some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’
I’m tryna give you some hope
You better get you some dough
You hate I’mma get some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’
I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it
I don’t care about the cost
I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it
I on’t care about the cost

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
I used to sleep on the floor
Now I can sleep with your hoe
Now I can sleep with a couple bitches you’d never get to know
I seen her I want her I got her
Fucked her and don’t know shit bout her
I ain’t even gotta say shit to the bitch and I fuck around and get some dough out her
Stay down like a lowrider, now I might smoke a lil louder
200 Thou’ when i slide up, bitch wanna fuck I ain’t even gotta bribe her
Made it out the hood I survived it, but then i'll still be grindin
Thats why I still be shining, riding around in all these diamonds
But hatin’ just make me greater, I ain’t gone chance I’mma get this paper
All this sauce n***a all this flavor
Hundreds on hundreds look at all these layers
I make it look E like a layup
N***a weigh up I’mma stay up
N***a owe me bread better pay up
Put this shit together n***a everything taylor
[Chorus: Juicy J]
I’m tryna give you some hope
You better get you some dough
You hate I’mma get some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’
I’m tryna give you some hope
You better get you some dough
You hate I’mma get some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’
I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it
I on’t care about the cost
I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it
I on’t care about the cost

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
I used to sell bags of Dro, now I get pounds for the low
No I don't buy it, I grow, I turned your Wife into a ho
Your money still coming slow, y'all hate but ain't comin' close Do anything for The Doe
Run in your crib, take off your clothes
If ever my bank getting low
My n***as pulled up and they grabbing their masks
Your girl looked out on the low
She ain't fuckin you then she getting cash
These n***as in the way bruh they ain't gon last
I make a bitch go back to her ratchet past
Drinkin' smokin' in the club when you don't think it's open
Got you passin' out cause this weed is potent
These N***as start reppin' the gang
These girls they look at his chain
Always been a real n***a dawg that ain't gone change
[Chorus: Juicy J]
I’m tryna give you some hope
You better get you some dough
You hate I’mma get some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’
I’m tryna give you some hope
You better get you some dough
You hate I’mma get some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’
I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it
I on’t care about the cost
I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it
I on’t care about the cost

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
Fly shit only, all these bitches on me
N***as ain't your homie, Mama tried to warn me. You don't even know me, how the fuck you want beef?
How you say you run this shit but you ain't even in the streets
And You can't even peep game you can't even see I'm the realist n***a in it I'm an OG
I'm Still tryna' count my cash I got in '03
Still riding looking for them n***as who owe me
And fuck them dirty cops, like a dirty thought
I got some young n***as riding with them dirty mops
And they'll clean you up find your crib clean you out
Got a young n***a named Kobe take too many shots

[Chorus: Juicy J]
I’m tryna give you some hope
You better get you some dough
You hate I’mma get some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’
I’m tryna get you some hoe
You better get you some dough
You hate I’mma get some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’
I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it
I on’t care about the cost
I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it, I see it I want it I got it
I on’t care about the cost
(Outro: Wiz Khalifa)
Yeah n***a, pull up with a truck full of 'em
I got the baddest one with me, Y'all already know what is it man Gang Gang Mafia TGOD, paper planes keep'em red cups full of that thang