Blindfolds

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]

Real trippy niggas

(La música de Harry Fraud)

Hippie niggas

Uh

Nigga, my mom blow that kind of cash, nigga, what you talkin' 'bout?

Poppin' bottles and shit

Groceries, fool, haha

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]

Uh, you know I kill

Any motherfuckin' song that I go on

And I don't gotta count the money that I spend 'cause I get it in

My bread so long

My bank big, nigga, prolonged

My brain fried, nigga, so long

I hate fake niggas and so on

Take all the money that I made this year and that be that the reason that you hatin'

Plus, I smoke the bombest weed, I call it Californication

A island for vacation, I'm piling all this cake

A hundred thousand for the safe, just bought a pound and I'ma face it

Now watch me

You niggas see my pieces, try to copy

My Rollie presidential, plus the rings that I got on by Versace

And I ain't even cocky, I'm just confident that I'm the shit

You hating motherfuckers know what time it is

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Juicy J]

I'm just riding 'round my side of town (Uh)

Got my windows up and my speakers loud

And we smokin', so I'm gon' need a pound

Bet the haters wish they could see me now

But the money in the way

Every one of us get money, bruh

But the money in the way

My nigga on the real, all you see is dollar bill

[Verse 2: Juicy J]

I blow a hundred bands just to fuck around with

That ho that you in love with the ho I mess around with

Come fuck with a Taylor, blue dream in my paper

Bombay Sapphire for my people, but tonight I'm doing Jaeger (Fucked up)

Twenty years on (Mhm), and I ain't falling off (You know it)

Niggas flex about the check, and they run their mouth (Cash)

Ferrari pull up, guess who hoppin' out? (Me)

With a double cup in hand and some money count (Cash)

Rockin' Louie this (Louis this), I'm rockin' Louis that (Louis that)

Louis on my ass, Louis on my hat (On my hat)

When I hit the club, Louis in my hand (Bitch)

That's that Louis XIII, Louis in my glass (In my glass)

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Juicy J]

I'm just riding 'round my side of town

Got my windows up and my speakers loud

And we smokin', so I'm gon' need a pound

Bet the haters wish they could see me now

But the money in the way

Every one of us get money, bruh

But the money in the way

My nigga on the real, all you see is dollar bill

[Outro: Rob Markman]

It's Rob Markman, you already know what it is

You know me and Cap go back

You know what I mean?

Taylor Allderdice, it's just gettin' started, O.N.I.F.C. is next

The Gang album, Chevy Woods' Gangland

Juicy J got like four mixtapes that he's just ready to drop on you

Keep movin' and movin'