Hollywood Tuki Carter (Ft. Juicy J & Wiz Khalifa)

[Chorus: Juicy J]
I'm throwed, got a mansion out in Hollywood
If you ain''t getting your money up, then you probably should
Started small, but now we getting it in a major way
Man these niggas ain''t like us, they ain''t Taylor Gang
I'm stacking cheese, I'm getting dough, I'm bout that money
I'm stacking cheese, I'm getting dough, I'm bout that money
I'm stacking cheese, I'm getting dough, I'm bout that money
I'm stacking cheese, I'm getting dough, I'm bout that money
I'm stacking cheese, I'm getting dough, I'm bout that money
I'm stacking cheese, I'm getting dough, I'm bout that money

[Verse 1: Tuki Carter]
I stack a hater, climb a hater
Ride to the top like an escalator
Instagram, picture me rolling
3 gram Raw paper [?] swollen
Hustle don't stop like sound
So def that I vibrate the ground
Turn up, man you turning it down
Got cash, [?] drive around
I'm multitaskin', multi[?]
Swag got niggas on asking
"Where'd you get it? How'd it happen?"
Turned up like some turnips
Out the ground I'm legal trappin' while you just fucking around
Yeah, I built a buzz from word of mouth
Got cash from state to state, tatted from house to house
Got the cash, I tapped some ass
And got the fuck up out that house
And got the cash, dog
That's what I'm about