[Intro: Juicy J]
Yeah, uh huh
Shut the fuck up!
Ear Drummers
N***a, I got the black card, finna swipe this shit
Mike WiLL Made-It

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
This that higher level stunting, make it rain a lot of hundreds
Gave that chick 30k to go get rid of her stomach
I'm a triple OG n***a 20 years and running
All my n***as down to ride like crash test dummies
And J don't stand in line, I ain't never had to wait
I'm the realest in this game, I ain't never had to fake
Forgiatos on the classic like that bitch got on some skates
Having dinner with Obama smelling like a pound of hay
I might blow a pound a day, smoking KK like a hippie
In the 60's with this chick, tryna give my dick a hickey
Had to get it out the mud, no wonder why I'm filthy rich
And I'm running through this money
Like it don't mean nothing to me, I might

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Buy the highest bottle like it ain't nothing
Bitch, I'll buy 20 bottles worth of clothes like it ain't nothing
Drop a hundred thou' like it ain't nothing
Bitch, I'll go and buy a brand new car like it ain't nothing
Buy a new crib like it ain't nothing
Bitch, I'll go and buy a ton of bad bitches like it ain't nothing
Pull a hundred hoes, man it ain't nothing
When you getting money, stacks chips ain't nothing (Mafia!)
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Pull up in the lowrider two hoes behind us
Police say that they can smell it but I make sure they don't find it
Hit the corner, slide the ash, Young Khalifa bout his cash
'Bout to build another whip and I ain't even got to brag
Three women got that bitch leanin'
Young Khalifa got the women screamin'
Done deal, done deal
When I pull up, it's a done deal
Lift the trunk, still rolling up
And I got one in the front, two in the back
Do what I want, don't need to relax
King of my city, I'm living to show 'em
I cannot be even, three wheelin' in traffic
This '61 I'm building 'bout to be a classic
I'm repping Taylor Gang – they asking; paper or plastic?

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Buy the highest bottle like it ain't nothing (Oh shit)
Bitch, I'll buy 20 bottles worth of clothes like it ain't nothing
Drop a hundred thou' like it ain't nothing
Bitch, I'll go and buy a brand new car like it ain't nothing
Buy a new crib like it ain't nothing
Bitch, I'll go and buy a cougar bad bitch like it ain't nothing
Pull a hundred hoes, mane it ain't nothing
When you getting money, smashin', she don't say nothing (Mafia!)
[Verse 3: Juicy J]
(Yeah, ey Mike-WiLL, I gotta tell 'em something bro, check this out)
Getting paid like ghost do (Ghost do)
In the street, in the club too (Club too)
Designer everything, Ric Flair (Ric Flair)
I can buy the rap game, brick fair
Buy the bar, smoke that caviar, I'm in the finest car
Push to start, I glow in the dark, I run up the charts
Redbone, vanilla, freaky broad, she gon' keep me hard
Black car, better play it smart, n***a, we in charge
Get paid, young n***a, get paid
And I run the game like a fucking arcade
If we talking money then I got a raise
Drink so strong, they think I got it laced

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Buy the highest bottle like it ain't nothing
Bitch, I'll buy 20 bottles worth of clothes like it ain't nothing
Drop a hundred thou' like it ain't nothing
Bitch, I'll go and buy a brand new car like it ain't nothing
Buy a new crib like it ain't nothing
Bitch, I'll go and buy a cougar bad bitch like it ain't nothing
Pull a hundred hoes, mane it ain't nothing
When you getting money, smashin', she don't say nothing (Mafia!)

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Ooh, yeah
(Mafia!)
Ooh, yeah