I cop me one, cop me one for my old girl You think she my newest bitch, she my old girl Khalifa, a younger nigga who handle his Hoes get in my car, ask what the channel is Boss shit, look that up nigga, I handle biz
On fire, like a candle is Niggas be dressing off the manikin Hmmm, and I get fresh like where them camera´s is Better yet sandwiches, bad bitch Spanish friends Coulda been the President, rather be the man instead
Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin´ like phone numbers Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin´ like phone numbers (You can talk shit bitch, I´m worth a million) I´m talkin´ millions, nigga I´m talkin´ millions (You can talk shit bitch, I´m worth a million) I´m talkin´ millions, nigga I´m talkin´ millions
Time is money so I went and bought a Rolex (bought a Rolex)
Time is money so I went and bought a Rolex (bought a Rolex) I´m talkin´ millions, nigga I´m talkin´ millions (You can talk shit bitch, I´m worth a million) I´m talkin´ millions, nigga I´m talkin´ millions (You can talk shit bitch, I´m worth a million, whaaaaaat)
I´m in the hood [?] on this something corner surfing Float, no water, my trunk is waving, I´m polar surfing Blowing faces, I´m shittin´ on them diamond infested Time is money, peep the wrist bitch, my time is invested I´m still the king and I´m thugged out Any block any club I flood it out
I ain´t the one for competition I´m a blow it out I´m going hard I don´t ever plan on going out I´m getting money, probably something you don´t know about I stunt hard, you would swear that I was showin´ out Don´t tell me get ´em, I got em and I´m a throw ´em out And back door on these hoes that I was warning out While I´m in this machine, convert the top Tell them that the sky is the limit With a four of freaks, she got her face in my lap so deep you would think That she was hiding in it
Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin´ like phone numbers
Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin´ like phone numbers (You can talk shit bitch, I´m worth a million) I´m talkin´ millions, nigga I´m talkin´ millions (You can talk shit bitch, I´m worth a million) I´m talkin´ millions, nigga I´m talkin´ millions
Shrimp, steak, liquor and pasta Real shit boi, these niggas imposters They deserve an Oscar, Kevin Costner Oh my God sir, what? I got this and that and everything I want like I got a hostage, yeh Countin´ 7 digits, no wonder why the money calling Got ya bitch panties Niagra fallin´ Dollars cum like I fuck in the bank I told them I could, they tell me I can´t
They want me to trip when I´m dicking the paint I´m poppin´ champagne and puffin´ on dank Shining hard, boy, these niggas gotta see me My dick hard, your bitch is easy (Boi, boi, boi)
Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin´ like phone numbers Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin´ like phone numbers (You can talk shit bitch, I´m worth a million) I´m talkin´ millions, nigga I´m talkin´ millions (You can talk shit bitch, I´m worth a million) I´m talkin´ millions, nigga I´m talkin´ millions