Featuring: Cap-1

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]

I keep my hoes in check, you buy Nike for yours (okay now)
Say they want that loud, I'mma bring that noise
Check my watch on a flight, yeah, I call that airtime (okay now)

Murk 'em in the middle of the street, that gon' be his deadline (tell 'em)
Yeah, you gon' respect mine, got a body on my Tec-9 (okay know)
Say you nobody 'till somebody gon' body you, flatline (BOW)

Pocket full of dead guys and you know I'm anti
Anti-social, anti-labor, anti-cool ^!$$%, ain't I?
You looking at a star that's phased out, trying to take my style then take off

I go to work with no days off, everything I own paid off (Tru)
Shawty #~!!@ hair shaved off and she did it just for me, ^!$$%
Would skip you like a spacebar, but I much rather delete ^!$$%s (DAMN)


[Hook: 2 Chainz]
I've been getting money, where the $#&@ you been? (Hold up)

I've been getting money, where the $#&@ you been? (Turn up)
I've been getting money, where the $#&@ you been? (Yeah)
I've been getting money, where the $#&@ you been? (I told her)

Bought a new crib just to $#&@ you in (I told her)
Bought a new crib just to $#&@ you in (I told her)
Bought a new crib just to $#&@ you in (tell 'em)

I've been getting to the money, where the $#&@ you been?

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]

Gucci hat (Gucci hat), Gucci belt
If you wrote a autobiography you'd have to sue yourself
You lying $$#, codeine in my wine glass

I know you had a wild past, I ain't $#&@ed you in a while with your wild $$#
I get high and I fly past, I don't know nothing 'bout iChat
I work in this iPhone they need an app called iTrap

I trap, shining like a night night lamp
I just hit my girlfriend and asked her where her wife at (tell 'em)
White cup, white hat, laying on a white couch (Tru)

Got that presidential and a residential white house
^!$$% saying "who?" (who) like a white owl
You can see me shinin' (shinin') with the light out


[Hook]


[Verse 3: Cap-1]
Turn five to a ten to a twenty to fifty to hundred
My ^!$$%s get money, I want it (BEEP)

I ride through the city my ^!$$%s got choppers
My (*##$ she's so pretty that's my pocahontas
Everything on me I shine like a trophy

Run up a check while they watch out for police (yeah)
Versace my pinky, a brick on my Rollie
The Cali Ferrari I'm feeling like Kobe

TRU to the death of me, ^!$$%
Killers on the right and left of me, ^!$$%
My destiny ^!$$% to get all this money

I can't share that whole recipe with you, ^!$$% (nah)
My ^!$$% told me "get 'em" did it I got 'em
Stand on that couch, drink out of the bottle

That .40 got hollows, that (*##$ she gon' swallow
Get to the money I'm keeping Chicago (yeah)
Bought a new crib just to $#&@ you in (and what)

Bought the Benz just to $#&@ your friends (hah)
Giuseppe's 900 with that gold boss (Tru)
Everything 'bout me wrong like a dope charge (turn up)


[Hook]