Hundred thousand dollars, it may sound like it's a lot
 Really it's not, to me, now grab some weed and roll this pot
 I had to speed up, cause all these niggas slow
 I prob'ly won't be up in there if I ain't got an O
Now I got my feet up cause I'm on top and niggas hoping that I stop
 But I'm just smoking living life like in the movies that I watch
In my Jacuzzi roll another doobie
See what's new what's on Netflix, order another movie
 See I'm smoking my best shit
 Mo'fuckers ain't balling, so they're seeing the exit
 I stay on my job so you can see I'm up next
 Dawg I be going so hard, some say I'm needing some rest
 Got so much smoke in my lungs, it beat on my chest
 And niggas talk but don't even beat on them jets
 Man they don't even see them checks
 But you tell her how I spit it, nigga I'll be dead dough
 Take her all the places that she ain't even gone

 [Hook: Amber Rose]
 (Don't give a fuck about the)
Money, clothes, cars
I've never been, this far
 And fuck that other shit that niggas talking about
 I've never been, this high

 [Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I'm in my grandnanny, smoking on that granddaddy
They got her older, like a motor running fantastic
Never the minor things, finer things
 Yellow stone, diamond rings, bought me designer jeans
 Chanel frames, Louis scarves, moving like the mob
 I'm getting money, so maybe baby come get a job
 So fuck them other bitches, we onto other business
 And fuck them other niggas, we at them dollar figures
 Versace chains, go rollies, it's same game
 Racked up, shawty Rose bottles every day
 Sipping that purple stuff, twisting the pretty leaf
 Pull up in that Ferrari, this bitch in disbelief
On the road to the riches, another crook in the castle
 Only fuck with my niggas, pray that we all living lavish
 I pray we all living so lavish
 I pray we all living so lavish