[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Sending couches, and taking over bounces my n***a
Cuba with wilder as it get, swear paranas and shit
He a lame I took his bitch, looking like I flick my wrist
Don't feel like I wanna quit, don't look like I'll ever miss
Hit it once they not my switch, you just want the life I live
I just wrote a [?] smoking weed everyday
Know where I came from, straight from the birds n***a
Reppin my day ones spin it then say some
Hit it don't play none, engine got something in it
Enter my business I gotta run

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
Uh, as I lack off the yat Vincent Bach send 'em at
At my pack with your bitch, give my Jack hit me back
Off the lime, all the time, hit the lime mixed with Jin, off the Henn'
That's my slime, call the ones hit it 9 (Hit it 9)

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa, & Juicy J]
Count the paper get it now I can do it later
Smoking out the roomies smell it from the elevator (Shut the fuck up)
Want me to beat that pussy up? I now later
Want me to beat that pussy up like a drunk major?
Want me to beat that pussy? Looking so player
Say she ain't a basic bitch got a lot of layers
Shorty 5'6 braids with a baby hair's
N***as be chilling at the Raf tryna make it fair
[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
I'm throwing signs to my n***as, tryna make a play
Came out of nothing else, balling in the major way
You see me stunting out, never come inside the place
You see me even hella good now you wanna play
Bitch look like a French May, Porturican, different
On her knees but she don't stay, diamonds dancin' in the face
Got a couple questions, here's a fast one if you wanna race
Say that she can't deal with the whole thing, so she just wanna taste
I make them Tsunami waves, learn the perfect time and page
She gon' do what Simon says, put her legs behind her head
Let me head it on the bed, fuck me good but never said
Lot of cake at where I'm at, smoke a pound of never win
N***as never gettin' out the place because it go down
Snorted up she a pro now, we've been fuckin' for a while so she can give the code now
If you n***as wasn't with me, then you ain't my bro now

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Count the paper. get it now I can do it later
Smoking out the roomies, smell it from the elevator
Want me to beat that pussy up? I now later
Want me to beat that pussy up like a drunk major?
Want me to beat that pussy? Looking so player
Say she ain't a basic bitch got a lot of layers
Shorty 5'6 braids with a baby hair's
N***as be chilling at the Raf tryna make it fair