In The Stars — Juicy J

[Intro: Juicy J]
Play me some pimpin’, man…

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Unh – hundred thousand for the car
Unh – smokin’ weed, I’m in the stars
Unh – just bought it, now I need a porsche
Unh – juicy geeked up off them bars
Smokin’ weed I’m in the stars
Smokin’ weed I’m in the stars
Smokin’ weed I’m in the stars
Smokin’ weed I’m in the stars
Smokin’ weed I’m in the stars
Smokin’ weed I’m in the stars
Smokin’ weed I’m in the stars
Smokin’ weed I’m in the stars

[Verse: Juicy J]
Taylor gang in the strip club, ballin’ out
If you see a pussy nigga, go call him out
My bugatti outside, that’s real money
I got niggas in my circle that’ll kill for me
I take your life savings – spend it on a watch
Made an anthem for them strippers, put it on the charts
Pass that grey poupon – rich nigga talk
Gettin’ that white folk money, what the fuck you thought?
Hell nah, I ain’t shit – ain’t no broad I can’t hit
Ain’t no weed I haven’t smoked, ain’t no car I can’t get
Ain’t nowhere I haven’t gone, no kind of rack I haven’t spent
If you ain’t gon’ blow it all, why the fuck you have it, then?
I make your bitch pay for the zip
I let your bitch swallow my dick
I let your hoe ride in my car
I took that bitch straight to the stall
I took that bitch down to my greenhouse
And let the hoe leave with a jar
I let the bitch open my wrapper
And watched her sniff a bar

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]

[Outro: Juicy J]
Man, I’m high as a fool, man
You know what it is
We gon’ always get this money
24/7 grind, bruh
So, uh – let these hoes know
That we get more bread
More rides
Goin’ to the mall
And buyin’ everything, all big-face bills
And we gon’ do that shit high as fuck

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]