[Intro: Leo Fitzpatrick & Justin Pierce]
Ayo, you thirsty?
Hells yeah, I'm fuckin' dehydrated, yo
You got any money?
Three pennies and a ball of lint, kid
[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Chevy, please let me roll this weed up
This the main event, so watch the people pull they seats up
Bottle of some gin, let's just hit a couple freaks up
I'ma take one home and have her singin' like the Glee Club
Never on no cheap stuff, here, we got expensive taste
Green lights, never press the brakes
You can look at us roll, all the kush that we blow
So you know I'm at the show lookin' good for these hoes
Got they man on patrol, shorty wanna live it up
Playin' hard to get, but she wanna give it up
Yeah, you smokin' good, but we probably smokin' better
151, takin' shots with no Beretta
Know me, homie, I'm the king
You could watch me do my thing
With a drink gettin' drunk, havin' one-night flings
This is Pittsburgh, home of the six rings
We gettin' money now, all we hear is, "Chi-ching"
[Chorus: Chevy Woods]
And we do anything to get this paper
So they follow everywhere we go
So for the bullshit, we ain't got later
'Cause we out here on this road
And we do anything to get this paper
So they follow everywhere we go
So for the bullshit, we ain't got later
'Cause we out here on this road
[Verse 2: Chevy Woods]
Cool ass, fly around, chillin', young fool
Gin cup sippin', that's me, that's what I do
I got the gang in my bloodstream, strong how I'm livin'
And I'm G'd up, so now they just throwin' away the kitten, it's real
I swear you hella bad, the youngin Mac told me 'bout you
But we cool, if you stuck up, we can go without you
We on this money, he schoolin', you know I be the block
I swear the homie got a gift, so he don't need the block
Zig-Zag papers, king size
Smokin', chillin' in angry cars, mean rides
Pop was a hustler and Moms ran track
So tell me, what you get in me when you mix that?
I just sit back, light mines
And middle finger you suckers with my nice rhymes
So whether home, on the road
We gettin' dough, it follow us everywhere that we go
[Chorus: Chevy Woods]
And we do anything to get this paper
So they follow everywhere we go
So for the bullshit, we ain't got later
'Cause we out here on this road
And we do anything to get this paper
So they follow everywhere we go
So for the bullshit, we ain't got later
'Cause we out here on this road
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