Getting Paid
Wiz Khalifa Lyrics


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We blowin' money bitch
I go hard, I go hard, gettin' paid
I go hard, I go hard, gettin' paid

We don't even count the money no more we just blow it
(We spend it all up)
We don't even count the money no more we just throw it
And make 'em pick it all up

Money strapped to my waist
Somewhere in the whip I'm in with no bass
Flooded the trap I need a new place?
Money got to go I told 'em there's no space
Never love hoes, hoes I don't chase
Only wear loc's the same as my race
All I know is stunt, make a hater feel like shit to the point
That he in another place? Real talk
I-I-I ain't the one but I lean on haters, looking so clean on gator
Try to jack me, I guarantee I'll put the beam on haters
Hood nigga, when I come to this I'm stocked up
Shit on my wrist tryna light this block up
Nigga said I got a dope man swag, take a look at these jewels
Every one of 'em rocked up
And we still on the corner packed in
Ace town president somethin' back then
Hope the slut that I'm with got insurance so
She know I'm about to run up on her back end
Like I set of bad, she was gettin' plugged
Can take it to the streets, take it to the club
I don't rubber band shit I got trash bags
Niggas make it rain, I'ma make it flood
I ain't gonna talk shit I'ma talk bread
I f a hater don't like it, tell 'em drop dead
I'm in the hood like a fresh set of projects
Where they either rock blue or they rock red
I'm the king of the streets
Ain't nobody finna take away what I came to get
Audi R8 that I came is sick, with interior the color of a all white?

We don't even count the money no more we just blow it
(We spend it all up)
We don't even count the money no more we just throw it
(And make 'em pick it all up)
We don't even count the money no more we just blow it
(We spend it all up)
We don't even count the money no more we just throw it
(And make 'em pick it all up)

Big weed in my joint, diss me there's no point
Lil guy but still all my n-ggas got big heat they on point
Rollin up while I drive, engine be in the trunk
Decided in 2005 that I can fuck any bitch that I want
Ooh, and, and and I ain't trying to stunt
This a two seater my bitch can't help but ride up in the front
Ballin' most n-ggas wont try to pick 'em up
Throwin' so much money you even try to pick some up
You tryin' different stuff look at how I block 'em out
Smoke like a Cali nigga even when I'm in the south
And when when my car come out the whores come out
Don't even get on twitter no more
'cause I'm what your bitch talkin' 'bout

We don't even count the money no more we just blow it
(We spend it all up)
We don't even count the money no more we just throw it
(And make 'em pick it all up)
We don't even count the money no more we just blow it
(We spend it all up)




We don't even count the money no more we just throw it
(And make 'em pick it all up)

Overall Meaning

In the song "Getting Paid," Wiz Khalifa raps about living a lavish lifestyle and spending money without a second thought. The chorus repeats the line, "We blowing money, bitch," emphasizing the theme of carefree spending. Wiz raps about his collection of jewelry and how he doesn't even bother counting his cash anymore. He's living life in the fast lane, showing off his luxurious cars and expensive habits. The verse also contains references to Wiz's love for weed and his sexual conquests.


The overall message of the song is one of abundance and indulgence. Wiz is enjoying the fruits of his labor and wants the world to know it. However, there's also an underlying sense of emptiness and insecurity. Wiz mentions "leaning on haters" for validation and the need to make others feel bad to boost his own ego. The excessive spending could be seen as a way to cover up feelings of inadequacy or to prove something to himself or others.


Overall, "Getting Paid" paints a picture of a rapper enjoying the success he's earned, but also dealing with the pressures and contradictions that come with fame and fortune.


Line by Line Meaning

We blowin' money bitch
We are spending a lot of money.


I go hard, I go hard, gettin' paid
I work hard to make money.


We don't even count the money no more we just blow it
We spend so much money that we don't even bother counting it anymore. We just spend it all.


We don't even count the money no more we just throw it And make 'em pick it all up
We throw money around and make other people pick it up.


Money strapped to my waist
I carry a lot of money with me.


Somewhere in the whip I'm in with no bass
I'm driving a car without a good sound system.


Flooded the trap I need a new place?
I made a lot of money and now I need to find a new place to hide it.


Money got to go I told 'em there's no space
I have too much money and nowhere to put it.


Never love hoes, hoes I don't chase
I don't pursue women who are only interested in my money.


Only wear loc's the same as my race
I only wear sunglasses that are similar to what people of my race wear.


All I know is stunt, make a hater feel like shit to the point That he in another place? Real talk
I enjoy showing off my wealth and making others feel inferior to me.


I-I-I ain't the one but I lean on haters, looking so clean on gator Try to jack me, I guarantee I'll put the beam on haters
I may not be a violent person, but if someone tries to rob me, I will defend myself with force.


Hood nigga, when I come to this I'm stocked up Shit on my wrist tryna light this block up
As someone from the hood, I have a lot of money and expensive jewelry to show off my wealth.


Nigga said I got a dope man swag, take a look at these jewels Every one of 'em rocked up
Someone said I look like a drug dealer, but my expensive jewelry is proof that I made my money legally.


And we still on the corner packed in Ace town president somethin' back then
Despite our success, we still hang out on the same street corner we used to and reminisce about the past.


Hope the slut that I'm with got insurance so She know I'm about to run up on her back end
I hope the woman I'm with has insurance because I'm going to have sex with her from behind.


Like I set of bad, she was gettin' plugged Can take it to the streets, take it to the club
I'm boasting about how I had sex with a woman in a rough manner and that I'm willing to have sex with her in public.


I don't rubber band shit I got trash bags Niggas make it rain, I'ma make it flood
I don't use rubber bands to hold my money together. I put it in trash bags. And instead of just throwing money around, I make it rain so much that it creates a flood.


I ain't gonna talk shit I'ma talk bread I f a hater don't like it, tell 'em drop dead
I'm not going to waste my time talking about anything other than money. And if someone doesn't like it, they can go away.


I'm in the hood like a fresh set of projects Where they either rock blue or they rock red
I'm still hanging out in the hood even though I have a lot of money. And people here either wear blue or red, depending on their gang affiliation.


I'm the king of the streets Ain't nobody finna take away what I came to get
I'm the most successful person in this neighborhood and no one can take that away from me.


Audi R8 that I came is sick, with interior the color of a all white?
My Audi R8 is amazing and has a luxurious white interior.


Big weed in my joint, diss me there's no point Lil guy but still all my n-ggas got big heat they on point
I have a lot of marijuana in my joint and there's no reason to try to insult me. Even though I may be small, my friends are armed and ready to defend me.


Rollin up while I drive, engine be in the trunk Decided in 2005 that I can fuck any bitch that I want
I'm smoking weed while driving and my car engine is in the back. And at some point in 2005, I decided that I could have sex with any woman I wanted.


Ooh, and, and and I ain't trying to stunt This a two seater my bitch can't help but ride up in the front
I'm not trying to show off, but my car only has two seats so my girlfriend has to sit upfront with me.


Ballin' most n-ggas wont try to pick 'em up Throwin' so much money you even try to pick some up
I'm throwing so much money that people can't resist picking it up off the ground.


You tryin' different stuff look at how I block 'em out Smoke like a Cali nigga even when I'm in the south
You may be trying to do something different, but I'm blocking out anything that doesn't involve me making money. And I smoke marijuana like someone from California, even when I'm in the southern United States.


And when when my car come out the whores come out Don't even get on twitter no more 'cause I'm what your bitch talkin' 'bout
Whenever I come out of my car, women come out to see me. And I don't even bother going on Twitter anymore because people are always talking about me.




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Comments from YouTube:

@THopkins44

New rappers could never replicate this time period. Shit was lit for a hip hop fan

@eDWArD2453

We can all agree wiz was the coolest person on earth at this time

@mjgotcha29

Still is…

@groalerable

to 12 year olds maybe

@kevinwilliams7252

Besides Snoop. Yeah.🀘🏾

@geese-xd1ep

We are talking 2010s Wiz yes. The absolutel

@Harlem1mentality

He had everyone rocking a bleach patch πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

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@KarterMcFly

This one of them songs I forget about for a while then randomly think about and jam it again 🀣πŸ”₯.

@jonathanchilds3657

Same 🀣

@kenoflexx5058

WHAT A TIME IT WAS TO BE ALIVE!

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