[Hook: Juicy J & Tyler, The Creator]
These hands done rack through plenty cash, (swag)
These hands done slap plenty ass, (swag)
These hands done whip plenty niggas, (swag)
These hands done bust plenty triggers (swag)
These hands done rack through plenty cash, (swag)
These hands done slap plenty ass, (swag)
These hands done whip plenty niggas, (swag)
These hands done bust plenty triggers (swag)

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
With no thinkin' blew a half a ticket, when shit break I don't fix it
My last bitch wore red bottoms, my new bitch just learned the business
Bill Gates so old school, I'm speedin' by in a old school
Bad hoes, no more rules, fendi belt, bally shoes
High fashion for a high nigga
A bunch of bitches, an' my niggas
I'm rich fool with a lot of tools
All the bands got wet, I left the pool
Just a song, that got her wet
I gotta' out er' dress
It would be an understatement if I say we had sex
When Juicy in the club, them hoes be cashin' out
Cause I can't help it every time she bring that ass out
Angelina Jolie, that mouth could get no better
I just let her cool off then kick off the doubleheader

[Hook: Juicy J & Tyler, The Creator]
These hands done rack through plenty cash, (swag)
These hands done slap plenty ass, (swag)
These hands done whip plenty niggas, (swag)
These hands done bust plenty triggers (swag)
These hands done rack through plenty cash, (swag)
These hands done slap plenty ass, (swag)
These hands done whip plenty niggas, (swag)
These hands done bust plenty triggers (swag)