I got what you need the fetti and the cheese
The moola and the guap
Got moola and the guap
I got what you need the feddy and the cheese
The moola and the guap
Got moola and the guap

[Verse 1: Lavish]
I got what need boy, ya want it
That n_gga price high
Mine cheap so they love it
Do it big, shake them off
And these haters wish I wasn't
All about my job
And my guap keep [bad word] 
You fool boy I does it
Your girl said she loves it
Pocket full of guap and that moola keep [bad word] 
Heavy hustle, [bad word] records on it big man its nothin
Cigarillo full o dat rain man I call her fresh puffin
Its its its smellin super bad
Call me MC puffin
Spit that thing in oven turn it up and make muffins
 [bad word] up that moola and the green
 [bad word] in I chop it up between my teeth
I'm a star in the air
Doin big things
Why you think your lady stare
I'm stuntin like a stunna do
Fresh when I want to
Do my [bad word] in front of you
Money everywhere
Look dumbie right in front of you

[Hook: L.C.] X2

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
I'm fresh up of the plane
I hit the town straight from tourin
I [bad word] up and down the court but u can say I'm ballin
The moneys not a problem
So you know they goin hate
When they see them yellow diamonds
You should see them hoes face
I'mma need a whole case
Hit the club and pop them bottles
In it with my thugs spendin dubs like no tomorrow
I make a lot of chavo
And meet a lot of bust downs
Saw me in the club once
Shawty got a [bad word] now
Don't got the time
Got a line of y women
Wanna f_ck the team cuz they seen how we be spendin
Rock expensive linen
Ya that baggy sh_t is finished
When you gettin money
Everything is [bad word] 
Listen this is nothin close to most of you [bad word] #39;s weirdo's
My swagga is on one
Followed by a zero zero
I got up in her ear hole
She hopped up in my seats
Told her ride with a g
If you like what you see
Cuz I..

[Hook: L.C.] X2

[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
I got what cha need
blunt for ya trees
lot o pipe
For all that you got stuffed in them jeans
My ride got screens
I'm high got leans
But I don't sip purple
I smoke a lot of green
300 dolla jeans
Tight white tee
I look at you and tell you to get right like me
And check your main broad
Because she might like me
Waitin for the right timin
And tonight might be
--annhaa--
She say she want a [bad word] with that moola and that guap
They see me
I don't have to say [bad word] to em bro they flop
And as for all them hatin niggas
Oh I got em hot
They recognize that I'm on number two
And ain't gon stop (two)
I rep my city (city)
Floodin my p (p)
Them airy yellow diamonds
Lookin like my chain peed (wow)
pocket fulla dollas
My [bad word] I gang green (yup)
So if your bout your money
Boy I'm bout the same thing (yea)