[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]
Woah-oh-oh (Gang in this thang)
Sipping champagne on the plane (What? Woah-oh)
'Bout to roll up a new strain (Woah-oh)
Make a new chain (What?)
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Uh, matter of fact
I didn't even know that you get down like that
Me and your girl finding out at the same time
Soon as I'm done, she can have you right back
Take a hit of this kush and relax, throw these racks
We could be at my place in 'bout thirty-five flat
Telling me we a perfect match
Then don't say nothin' in the morning 'cause she don't fall for the trap
Bumping into a real nigga wasn't on your path
Usually keep to yourself, you rolling up and laughing
You ain't want to choose up, but now you in my lap
You wanna leave with the boss, you arе what you attract
She said it ain't nothing wrong just that I came correct (Camе correct)
Do what I want ain't, no disrespect
I'm just a young nigga with a bigger check
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Luh Tyler]
And this is for the players, pimps, and the hustlers
Pimps and the hustlers
And this is for the players, pimps, and the hustlers
Pimps and the hustlers
And this is for the players, pimps, and the hustlers (Skii)
For the pimps and the hustlers
And this is for the players, pimps, and the hustlers (For the pimps and the hustlers)
[Verse 2: Luh Tyler]
I'm a real hustler, pockets full of blues (Blues)
Turn your L's into lessons, you can't never lose (Never lose)
Talk your girl out her pants, Tyler real smooth (Smooth)
Man, I swear I need my bands up there with the roof (With the roof)
Got a phone full of hoes, I'm a real player (Player)
Nigga, I'ma get this money, fuck them bitches later (On God)
Mr. Skii got all the sauce, he got all the flavor (Skii)
We was starving 'til I put some mills on the table
Said the money was gon' change me, but it never did (Yeah)
Tyler ran his bands up, now he getting rich (I'm getting rich)
No time for no games, man, it's time to handle biz
You get rich, niggas change up, that just how it is (That's how it is)
'Fore I started rapping, niggas say I wouldn't be shit (What?)
Now I'm in the booth, smoking big blunts with Wiz (I'm geeked)
Skii was dreaming for this life, now it's really his (It's really his)
Mama told me run them bands up, so I did (So I did, nigga, yeah, ayy)
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Luh Tyler]
And this is for the players, pimps, and the hustlers
Pimps and the hustlers (Yeah, ayy)
And this is for the players, pimps, and the hustlers
Pimps and the hustlers (Yeah, ayy)
And this is for the players, pimps, and the hustlers
For the pimps and the hustlers
And this is for the players, pimps, and the hustlers (Yeah, ayy)
