[Game - Verse 1]
Big blunts in the air, I dont even care
Spilling Ace of Spades on my all white airs
Stuntin in my J’s
I got every pair, they put out since ’85
Cus a [bad word] bout his gear
Hoes all up in my ear, cause im stylin’
Try to go bottle for bottle with us
Can’t do it, money [bad word] through us
 [bad word] throw the towel in
We over here, with fireworks up in the air
 [bad word] with good hair, cause you know we about to spark
Bobby Ray just walked in, Wiz about to park
The party bout to start, jewellery glowing in the dark
We got all these [bad word] wet, Skylar Diggins from the arc
And you know your boy is sharp, cause she in my bed
I tell her take her clothes off, and open her legs
And keep them Louboutins on when she giving head
Cus you already know my favorite colour RED!
Im gettin bread while im

[Hook: Game]
Standing on the corner
Washing my lolo
I got my dime in the crib, ironin' my Polo
Soon as your boy hit the streets, you know that I’m clean
So fresh and so clean, Outcast know what I mean
I throw that Andre 3000, one in the changer
And I dont ride through the hood, with out one in the chamber
You know I used to broke but, now [bad word] I'm getting it

[Verse 2 - B.o.B]
As I roll up up, I sit back and laugh in amazement
As how this all started in the bottom of a basement
Back when I got started, [bad word] say “your [bad word] is basic”
Now when you mention me, you must say Grammy nominated
All these haters [bad word] of hate, they basically wasted
Call a cab for these niggas, cause they ain't gon make it
Can somebody please tell me just where Bobby Ray is
Well he’s prolly faded, prolly in a spaceship
Prolly outside of his mind, cus you know he crazy
But I kind of dig his style, its pretty contagious
Man them groupies prolly doing him all kind of favors
I mean, it’s gotta be absolutely outrageous
Well, I couldn’t tell you what it is
More people tell me that they down, the bigger that I get
But I just keep doing my thang, [bad word] control in my own lane
And let these [bad word] 

[Hook: B.o.B]
I'm standing on the corner, watching the world go
I got my dime in the crib, rollin' up that dojo
Soon as your boy hit the stage you know the screaming
Its that pandemonium, if you know what I mean
I throw that Eastside up, [bad word] to Decatur
And on the Westside, I hit the homie Game up

I used to be unknown
Now the niggas listening

[Verse 3 - Wiz Khalifa]
Big money talk, big joint to spark
These Jordans on my feet, that’s how big money walk
Shorty give me head, like she don’t need body parts [bad word] my city like the King of New York
Popping champagne, hit him with the cork
Eating so good, [bad word] need a fork
And I ball hard, [bad word] need a court
The way lil mama give me brain
I swear she must have been a dork
Duh! You know me I keep one rolled up
Smoking with my [bad word] from overseas, where my Porsche from
And these hating niggas get no love
I be rolling weed, getting rich, [bad word] they [bad word] 
Letting you spend all of your M, you send her on trips
I meet her there, you know, cuase you smell the weed in her hair
You worried bout me cause we keeping it player, instead you failed
Treated her fair, don’t need to look, she in the air

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Standing on the corner, talking that [bad word] 
You ain’t really saying nothing, just hating on pimpin'
Every time i’m in my car i’m smoking that green
Even though this real life, its like a movie scene
I ain’t in the club, if I don't blaze up
It don’t matter where I go, I’m throwing my gang up
Nobody used to know me but but
Now a [bad word] famous, now a [bad word] famous