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- [Randy] 10, 20, 30, 32, 37.

(coins thunk) 47.

(coins scraping)

(coins tapping)

(glass clinking) (machines whirring)

- [Manager] Okay, Randy.

Sign here.

And here.

- Okay.

- [Manager] All right.

You get paid 10.50 an hour.

You get paid every week.

But you gotta put a week in the hole.

- That's fine.

That's okay.

- I'm gonna start you off on light duty,

but I'm gonna have you shadow

a couple other employees around, all right?

Get familiar with the job.

(metallic clanking)

(phone dialing)

(phone ringing)

Hello?

Yeah.

We got a new employee here.

I want you to take him around and show 'im the ropes.

His name is Randy Glass.

All right.

Okay.

(phone clicks)

Alright.

There's absolutely no smokin' in the building

'cause the alarms will go off.

All right?

(drawer rattling)

(sighing)

Let's see.

All right.

Wear those with black slacks.

You'll start at 8 AM.

Lunch is at 11 AM.

You get two fifteen minute breaks.

One before lunch, one after lunch.

All right?

- Okay.

- Any questions?

- Nope, I'll be here.

- [Manager] All right.

Welcome aboard.

- Thank you.

- [Player 1] Got 18.

Hey, I was too close for y'all to win.

Y'all might as well pay me now.

(basketball thudding)

- [Player 2] Hey shut up.

I'm gonna grab the rebound off of your miss.

(basketball thuds)

- [Player 1] 19.

(basketball thudding)

(sneakers scuffing)

(Player 2 inhales sharply)

- [Player 2] Ah, bro.

Hey, man, bet's off, bro.

You did that on purpose.

- [Player 1] Hey, no I didn't, man.

Bet's still on, man.

You gotta keep rollin'.

- [Player 3] Yeah, dawg.

- Man, naw, if that's the case, Randy gonna come

in for me.

Come on, Randy Ran.

- Naw, man, he can't come in for you.

Naw, man, you can't-

- Naw, bring him in.

He ain't even warm up, yet.

Bet's still on.

400 dollars.

- All right, what's my point?

- [Player 1] 15, bro.

- [Randy] 15?

(upbeat music)

(basketball thudding)

16.

17.

18.

(basketball thudding)

Three and out or keep shootin'?

- Three and out, man.

(upbeat music) (basketball thudding)

- [Randy] That's 20.

21, that's game.

- Naw, man, we play 24 now.

- What?

- 24 in honor of Kobe Bryant.

It's 24 now.

- Yes, sir.

- All right, 24.

(upbeat music) (basketball thudding)

(shoes scuffing)

- [Player 2] Shit!

Damn.

- [Randy] All right.

23.

24 and I win, yeah?

- Yeah, if you miss, you go back at 8 instead of 15.

- Let me get this going.

- [Player 2] Yes, sir.

- [Randy] Kobe!

- Man, you suck, man.

- Man, you garbage, man.

You weak ass.

- Whatever.

You all right, bro?

How's your ankle?

- [Player 1] I'm straight.

Good lookin', man.

Hey, man, go play again, I'll bet on you.

- Hey, man.

Y'all just got beat by a dude in dress shoes, dawg.

(basketball hoop rattling)

I got next.

- I need a break here.

Plus I don't got no hoopin' shoes.

- All right, man, I'll catch you later.

- [Randy] All right, bro.

(cars passing by)

- [Salesman] Hey, man, which one you like?

- I like this one, but, I can't afford it.

I need somethin' cheaper.

- Hey, man, you should get what you want.

- Uh, yeah, but I wanna use it for Lyft driving.

So I need somethin' cheap.

Somethin' I can pay off quick.

No car note, more profit.

- Okay, Lyft, so.

It's gotta be four door.

- Yeah.

- And it can't be more than 15 years old.

Come with me.

I got somethin' just for you.

- [Randy] Thank you.

- Cheapest I got and it's ready for work.

- [Randy] How much?

- 8,000.

Cash or finance?

- Cash.

My credit is kinda terrible.

I can have that in about three months?

- Man, can you come back sooner?

- I mean, I could try.

I can try.

- All right, I'ma get you my number, man.

Call me.

I wanna get you on the road.

- [Randy] All right, thank you.

Appreciate it, man.

(upbeat music)

(Manager shouting)

- [Manager] Who do you think you are?

You act like you don't give a damn!

That ain't how things go around here.

- [Shift Manager] Well, if I don't get paid,

I'm not workin'.

That's how I work around here.

(door clattering)

- [Manager] Well I'm changin' your pay rate back.

- See?

That's why I'm not comin' in early and I'm not doin'

no more doubles.

- You can't do that.

You can't just do on the system

and change your pay rate like that.

- Well, you didn't do it so I did.

- I did put it in.

- A dime?

A dime.

That ain't no damn raise.

- That's what your evaluation said.

- [Shift Manager] A dime? - That's what I put in.

- All the stuff I'm doin' here and that's what I get?

Let me go.

Let me go before I do somethin' bad.

- Well, I'm callin' the cops.

I'm pressin' charges.

- [Shift Manager] I quit.

- [Manager] Come in my office.

(mop thunks)

She's not gettin' away with this.

Shoot.

Who she think she is, gonna change her pay rate?

Man, it's gonna take a couple weeks for me

to go back and find out what she did.

I don't know how she thinks she's gonna get away with that.

Man, that's what the District Manager makes.

Man, look at all this.

She's been shoppin' on here.

What?

What's this Fashion Nova?

Randy, I'm movin' you up to prep tables.

I'ma take the prep person and move him

up to Shift Manager.

You think you can handle that?

- Yeah, I think so. - [Manager] You been watchin'?

- Yeah, I been watchin'.

- [Manager] Good.

It pays 75 cent more.

It's a little bit more work and you still gotta

do your other job.

Just for a little bit.

(creeping bass guitar)

(Randy hiccups)

Here, take this water, man.

(Randy hiccuping)

Get rid of her cousin, too, 'cause they're stealin'

off the register.

So I'm gonna need you to wait tables too.

- Oh, okay.

- Yeah, I know it's a lot, but the Shift Manager

did it for a little while.

- [Randy] Okay.

- Or, the ex-Shift Manager.

I gotta report this.

Go, go, get outta here.

Let me go ahead.

I gotta make a call.

(phone dialing)

(phone ringing)

Go ahead out.

I gotta call the police.

(Randy sighs)

(tense music)

Close the door!

(phone ringing)

(door latch clicks)

(Randy sighs)

Yeah, I'd like to report some theft.

Yeah, one of my employees stole.

Well, actually it's two of my employees.

One I caught stealin' off the register.

The other one I caught changin' her pay rate

on the computer.

What is that, like, wire fraud?

- I heard everything he said, man.

You got like four jobs, huh?

- Yeah.

(exhales)

- Workin' way too hard, man.

See?

Can't let them see that.

They're gonna use you.

(Randy hiccups)

(soft music)

(door slams)

(Randy hiccups)

- Ah, yes.

Yes.

(food clanking)

Mm.

Mm.

(bags crinkling)

Hey, ma.

- Hey, Randy.

How's work goin'?

- Good, good.

I got a promotion after my first week.

- Oh, that's good, that's good, that's good.

(Randy hiccups)

You know what?

I'm glad you did, because I need some help.

I just got my last unemployment check and

I'm actually on here lookin' for a job now.

(Randy hiccups)

Boy, would you go get some water?

- I'm okay.

- Anyway.

Go to the store for me and get, like,

two bottles of that Earl Stevens

and play my big lottery game, okay?

(Randy hiccups)

- [Randy] I got it, ma.

(sighing)

Ma, you know no matter what, it's going to be okay, right?

- I know, Randy, I know.

Love you.

(Randy hiccups)

(door thuds)

(door thuds)

(sighing)

(crickets chirping)

(soft music)

(Randy hiccups)

(Randy hiccups)

(Randy hiccups)

(Randy hiccups)

(Randy sighs)

(cars passing by)

- [Doctor] How long have you had the hiccups?

- Uh, for about three days.

(hiccups)

- Let me listen to you.

(Randy hiccups)

Take a deep breath for me.

(Randy exhales loudly)

Okay.

Again.

(Randy exhales loudly)

Okay.

Does it hurt when you breathe?

- Not at all.

- [Doctor] No?

Okay.

(Randy hiccups)

Well, other than the hiccups, I don't see or hear

anything alarming.

So, there's no medicine for hiccups, unfortunately.

Um. (clicks tongue)

Continue doing your home remedies.

Holding your breath and drinking plenty of water.

And breathing in and out of a bag.

And you're not experiencing any pain?

- None at all.

- It should go away soon.

And if it doesn't, just come back and see me, okay?

- Okay.

- [Doctor] All right.

Any questions for me?

- Uh, yeah, can I have a doctor's excuse?

I'm a little late for work.

- Oh, sure.

(metallic clanging)

(Randy hiccups)

- [Worker] Hey, yo, what's up, Randy?

- Hey, what's up, bro?

- [Worker] Everything good.

Check this out.

I know you seen that game last night.

- Ah, I missed it.

- You missed the game?

The buzzer beater?

Woo.

It was nasty, bro.

Hey, yo, check this out then.

Tonight, when the highlights come on, you gotta see it.

- Oh yeah, for sure.

- For sure, bro.

I'm tellin' you.

Don't miss it. - All right.

- I'm outta here.

Hey, yo, fellas, what up?

- What up? - Yo, bro.

- Slow motion, man.

Hey, tell me this.

I know you all saw that game last night, right?

- You know I saw it.

I'm tellin' ya.

I told y'all. - What he do?

- I told y'all that young fella was gonna

take over the league.

He was crossin' it.

(whooping)

- Nasty.

- Lose some.

- Right?

- Hey, hey, your mans.

He still got the hiccups, dawg?

- [Worker] Bro, he had the hiccups, like, all week long.

- Every time I see him, he. (imitates hiccups)

(Randy hiccups)

(workers laughing)

- Not even tryin' to be funny, that shit look like it hurts.

- [Worker] It do.

Serious.

- [Worker 2] I'm gonna make a dance out of it

on two dollar Tuesday.

(Randy hiccups)

I'ma be like (imitates hiccuping)

(workers laughing)

- You fly off on that.

- [Worker] Right.

Crazy.

- Hey, I got somethin' to fix that, though.

- Whatchu gonna do to fix it?

(Randy sighs)

- [Worker 3] I'll show you.

(footsteps thudding)

(Randy hiccups)

(box thuds)

(car tires squealing)

(men clamoring)

- You all right? - You all right?

- You all right, bro?

- You good?

(Randy hiccups)

(men groaning)

- Hey, D.

Didn't work, bro.

- Man, what the hell was you all doin'?

- Hey, chill.

Was just tryin' to scare the hiccups out you.

- Man, you all play too damn much.

(rap music)

(men chattering)

(bag crinkling) (Randy breathing loudly)

(Randy sighs)

(soft music)

(Randy hiccuping)

(Randy sighs loudly)

(Randy hiccups)

(Randy exhales loudly)

- Are you sure you don't drink?

A case of hiccups lasting over 30 days is rare.

- [Randy] Yes.

Yes, I'm sure.

(papers flipping)

- Your X-rays look good.

The cause is really unknown.

It's just a chronic case of hiccups.

- How long is that gonna take?

- Chronic case of hiccups last over two days

and can continue for over a month.

(Randy hiccups)

Listen.

I don't really have an answer for that.

I've read about cases where hiccups stopped immediately

after a tumor was removed.

(Randy hiccups)

Not that that's your situation,

but I did read about hiccups that lasted over 60 years.

And another case where it was eight years.

- Wait.

60 years.

No.

- You know, typically these things

go away within minutes, okay?

I do wanna run some more tests.

I would like to run a stress test on you.

And a allergy panel, as well.

This could be related to hypersensitivity.

- Okay, I'll try anything.

'Cause now it's startin' to hurt up here now.

- Hm. Okay.

Well, that's your diaphragm.

I'll have the nurse bring in a prescription for you.

For pain.

Okay? - [Randy] Okay.

- All right.

(cars passing by)

(Randy sighing)

(Randy hiccups)

(Randy sighs)

(phone dialing)

(phone ringing)

- [Lyft Operator] Corporate, can I help you?

- Hi, I was callin' to find out how I could become

a Lyft driver?

- [Lyft Operator] You have to have a valid driver's license

and fill out our online app.

Then bring in your car to a hub so we can expect it.

Then, once everything is approved, you're good to go.

- Okay, so that's it?

- [Lyft Operator] Yes, sir.

- Thanks.

(sighs)

(hiccups)

Home remedies for hiccups.

Traditional healer.

Whoa.

Hm.

She might be able to help.

(camera shutter clicks)

- [Nurse] Randy Glass?

- Yes.

- Here's your prescription.

It's gonna be 20 dollars.

Is it gonna be cash or card?

- Uh.

Cash.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

- [Nurse] You're welcome.

(tomato squishing)

(Randy hiccups)

(knife clacking)

- [Shift Manager] Randy Glass?

- Yep.

- [Shift Manager] Here you go.

- Thank you.

- [Shift Manager] You're welcome.

- Congrats on the Shift Manager.

- Thanks, man.

(Randy hiccups)

(knife slicing)

(Randy hiccups)

- [Worker 3] Hey, bro.

Hurry up.

Come on.

- [Worker] Hey, hey, I gotta get my bag.

My keys in there.

- [Worker 3] Man, forget that bag.

Forget them keys.

I'm out.

- [Randy] Man, where y'all goin'?

We don't get off 'til six.

- Man, we about to go cash these checks, brother.

He overpaid us.

- [Randy] Well, how much?

- [Worker] I ain't gonna tell you.

You'd go and snitch.

(tense music)

(music crashes)

(soft music)

- [Randy] What?

What?

(hiccups)

- [Woman On Phone] Clear souffle' plastic lids.

Item six, 16 slotted plastic lids.

Item seven, 16 oz up foam.

Item eight, paprika.

(Randy hiccups)

(knock thudding)

- Come back in 15 minutes, Randy.

I'm orderin' supplies right now.

- [Woman On Phone] Item 11, egg fresh shells.

Item 12, apple cider vinegar.

Item 13, 12 count brownie.

Item 4, diced tomatoes.

Item 15, cream vanilla-

(Randy hiccups)

(soft music)

- [Randy] (hiccups loudly) Half?

I'm not givin' y'all half of my check, bro.

No way, bro, you're crazy.

- Okay.

What about 3500?

- You cashed all my other checks for 10 dollars.

Why would I give you 3500 dollars?

(phone ringing)

- I can't cash this.

It's too high of a risk.

(phone ringing)

(hiccups)

- All right, man, I'll give you 500 dollars.

- 1500 dollars.

- Okay.

Deal.

(phone ringing) (Randy hiccups)

You're not gonna cash it or somethin', man?

- You gotta sign it.

(phone ringing)

- [Randy] And I need about 3000 in singles.

- What's your routing number?

- Routing number?

I don't got that with me.

- I need to set up direct deposit.

- Naw, naw, man.

I don't want direct deposit.

I told you I need cash.

Cash.

- It's gonna cost you 500 more.

Done negotiating after that.

- All right.

All right, man.

(hiccups)

(cash rustling)

(stack slams)

(soft music)

- Unbelievable.

Seven rags.

(hiccups)

Seven, baby.

That's what I'm talkin' about, baby.

Seven.

Seven.

(hiccups)

Let's get it, baby.

Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, let's get it.

Get it.

(hiccups)

Let's go!

(money shuffling)

7,000.

7 rags.

- [Salesman] I knew there was

somethin' special about you.

You wanna take it for a ride?

(Randy hiccups) You need some water?

- [Randy] Naw, I'm okay.

- [Salesman] My neighbor's wife had a car just like this.

They had it forever.

They took it on road trips and everything.

You see those miles?

(Randy hiccups)

Those are original low miles on this car.

We had it inspected.

This car is perfect for you.

- Yeah, I like it.

How much y'all want for it?

- [Salesman] 8,000 dollars.

(hiccups)

- Ah, that's too much.

I can't swing that.

- [Salesman] Since you came back to the dealership

so early,

I'm gonna let you have it for 7500.

- What about 6,000?

- You pay 7,000 in cash.

And I will sell it to you.

- All right.

Okay, I'll take it.

- You sure?

You wanna take that 7,000 dollars,

apply it towards that truck,

and we can finance the difference?

- Mm, no, I'm cool.

I like this one.

- Okay, get what you like.

Okay, I'm gonna print the rest of the paperwork.

(button slaps)

And, you're gonna need car insurance.

(printer whirring)

- How much is that gonna be? (hiccups)

- Hold on.

I'm gonna go check for you.

- [Randy] Okay.

(sighs)

(hiccups)

(tense music)

(printer whirring)

(phone keys clacking)

(hiccups)

(dramatic music)

(hiccups loudly)

(phone dialing)

(phone ringing)

- [Dr. Adriana] Hello?

- Hi, is this Dr. Adriana?

- [Dr. Adriana] Yes?

- Do you cure the hiccups?

- [Dr. Adriana] Hiccups?

Yes.

(hopeful music)

- Okay.

Do I need to make an appointment?

- [Dr. Adriana] No, just come.

- Okay, your insurance is gonna be 800 dollars down

and you can drive off the lot.

Now, you can't afford that.

Do you have somebody you can borrow that money from?

(Randy hiccups)

Hey, where you goin'?

- Oh, he must be goin' to get the insurance money.

(hopeful orchestral music)

(upbeat music)

♪ Rose petals underneath a nigga feet ♪

♪ I'm prince of kings ♪

♪ Feelin' like I'm followed by the spotlight ♪

♪ Center of attention ♪

♪ Did I forget to mention ♪

♪ That I got all these women 'round me ♪

♪ I only want one thing ♪

♪ Since I'm in the spotlight ♪

♪ How can I tell them no ♪

♪ I can't ♪

♪ I gotta make a highlight ♪

♪ It's my night ♪

♪ It's a hot night ♪

♪ Anytime you see me in the spotlight ♪

♪ Headlight in front of me ♪

♪ Rose petals up under me ♪

♪ Make sure my shit's straight ♪

♪ 'cause I'm the nigga they come to see ♪

♪ I look a lot like luxury ♪

♪ So, I know women gon' fuck with me ♪

♪ They call me daddy ♪

♪ Wanna be my babies ♪

♪ But I don't really want custody ♪

♪ Uh uh ♪

♪ I really only do it for the lights ♪

♪ I really only do it for the spotlight ♪

♪ To be honest, it's one of them type of nights ♪

♪ You only live once ♪

♪ But I feel like I did it twice ♪

♪ No, so when they met a nigga so nice ♪

♪ So Co, with it I don't even need ice ♪

♪ Funny how you niggas always miss when it's time to do this ♪

♪ But be first, though, waitin' on the slice ♪

♪ When I'm in the lights, I don't ask no first ♪

♪ When the lights off, I don't act so right ♪

♪ 'Cause a different agenda ain't gonna help her ♪

♪ Remember me ♪

♪ All she'll end up remembering is the fact ♪

♪ We made memories ♪

♪ Lookin' down on the enemies ♪

♪ As they drown in their misery ♪

♪ And it cash ♪

♪ And the backs ♪

♪ Of the lights, lights, lights ♪

♪ Rose petals underneath a nigga feet ♪

♪ I'm prince of king ♪

♪ Sparklers ♪

♪ I hear a voice say, "Pardon us" ♪

♪ Look to see who said ♪

♪ Guess some chicks that got a party bus ♪

♪ She said, "I want you, I want you to ignite with us" ♪

(tense music)

(door scraping)

(door scraping)

(metallic clanging)

(keys jangling)

(phone dialing)

(phone ringing)

- [Man On Phone] Hello?

Where's your fine ass?

- Hey, babe, we all set.

- [Man On Phone] What you doin'?

- Just waitin' on the mail now.

- [Man On Phone] Okay, I'm about to do these photo shoots.

- Babe, you ain't got to do no more photo shoots.

- [Man On Phone] I got to get this money.

- We don't need no more money.

- [Man On Phone] I don't know.

- Just cancel everybody and leave.

- [Man On Phone] Nah, just one more shoot.

What you about to do?

- I'm about to go to my job, get all my stuff.

- [Man On Phone] I'm gonna run to the studio now.

- Okay.

Call me when you get there.

(phone dialing)

(phone ringing)

- [Voicemail] Please leave your message for-

Yo, this Elbow.

Talk to me.

(phone beeps)

- Excuse me, bro?

- Yo?

- You know where North Las Vegas at?

(hiccups loudly)

- We in Vegas.

I'm on vacation.

We in Vegas.

- No, I meant like North.

Nevermind.

(hiccups)

(hiccups)

(cars passing by)

- [August] Isn't it crazy? (laughs)

- [Randy] Hey.

Excuse me.

Are you from here?

- Yeah?

- I'm tryin' to get to Las Vegas.

North Las Vegas.

(hiccups)

- Girl.

He got my favorite car.

(Randy hiccups loudly)

Look like he kinda drunk, though, but.

He cute.

I'm gon' call you back.

(phone ringing) (Randy hiccups)

That's my favorite kinda car right here.

Mustang.

And my favorite color is yellow.

Wait.

Hello?

Yeah, this is August.

(Randy hiccups)

Yes, my name is August, like the month.

Hello?

Look, I don't really like dealin' with no one-line

appointment schedulin' people.

Can I just talk to Zap?

(sighs)

He knows me.

All right, just tell him I'm on my way.

I'm just runnin' late.

(cars passing by)

All right.

So, I-15 North is that way.

Wait.

Where you from?

- From Detroit.

- Hm.

You here on vacation?

- I'm, uh-

- Your princess with you?

- I'm here to see a lady, so.

- Hm.

As you should.

And you should take her about 300 red roses, too.

- All right.

- But I'm on my way to this photo shoot,

so do you mind if I take a pic in front of your car?

- [Randy] No, go ahead.

(August chuckling)

(camera shutter clicking)

- This angle.

Here.

Take this pic.

(camera shutter clicking)

- [Randy] How do I find North Las Vegas?

- Okay.

You gon' go right that way.

And then you're gonna make a right at the next light.

And then you're gonna go left.

And then you gonna veer-

(Randy hiccups)

You know what?

It's too much.

Why don't you just let me ride with you

and then you can drop me off at the studio afterwards?

(Randy hiccups) (soft music)

- All right, come on.

(hiccups)

- There.

So what's you sippin' on?

- [Randy] Uh, right now, nothin'.

- [August] You ain't buzzed at all?

- [Randy] I'm tryin' to take care of these hiccups.

I got a chronic case, all right?

(camera shutter clicks)

- [August] All you gotta do is drink a whole

bunch of water.

And then you gotta hold your breath-

- [Randy] I already tried all that.

It didn't work.

That's kinda why I'm here.

(camera shutter clicking)

- [August] I know this might sound backwards, but

champagne always works for me.

- I thought about that.

(camera shutter clicks)

- So where this lady's office at?

What's the address?

(camera shutter clicks)

- [Randy] There ain't no address.

Just says North Las Vegas.

- [August] Does it say North Las Vegas Boulevard or what?

- No.

- [August] Just google it. (Randy hiccups)

Let me see.

(car accelerating) (car passing by)

(Randy hiccups)

(August laughing)

- [August] This is not real.

- [Randy] Yes it is.

Look, scroll down.

Read the testimonials.

- Ain't no way this is real.

- Dude with sleep disorder.

Cured him in one visit.

- Mm. Mm.

- Scroll down some more.

- Yeah?

- Severe anxiety.

Cured him, too.

(August laughing)

You're so damn negative.

- No.

Oh my God.

Okay.

Mm. (door slams)

- I believe her.

And I ain't come all the way out here to not try.

- This angle, though.

Oo.

(camera shutter clicks)

Oo, yes.

Yes.

- This ain't even your phone.

- Ah.

- Selfies and shit.

- All right.

So why don't you just try, like, some scare tactics?

- Right.

Scare tactics.

(man vocalizing)

- [Elbow] CBD.

(Randy hiccups)

They better not try to overcharge me.

'Cause I know how they do.

- Uncle Elbow.

Uncle Elbow?

(hiccups)

- Nephew?

Is that you?

- [Randy] Yes.

- Oh, damn.

Look at you, man.

What you doin' out here in LV?

Look like I'm lookin' at a ghost, boy.

(Randy hiccups)

Oh no.

(sighs)

You out here for that 30 dollars I owe you

from that fantasy football.

- You mean 50 dollars.

- I told you.

As soon as I sell that iPhone, I'm gonna Cash app you.

- [Randy] Right.

And that's why you wasn't pickin' up your phone for?

(Uncle Elbow laughs)

I'm not even here for that.

I'm actually here to see a doctor for my hiccups.

- [Elbow] I'm on my way to this dispensary.

Now, I know you don't smoke, but come walk with me, man.

Come on.

You're comin' with me.

- All right.

I got a couple runs to make, though, huh?

- [Elbow] What?

(Randy sighing)

- [Elbow] One hell of a night, nephew?

Ooh.

Dawg.

Is that your whip?

Ooh.

Let's hit the strip.

I gotta ride in that.

(camera shutter clicking)

- [Randy] I gotta drop her off first.

Where your whip at?

- Aw, hell, it's in the shop.

It at my boy garage.

Been waitin' on that thing to get fixed.

You know how that goes.

(horn blasting)

Hold on!

I'm in that cab right there, nephew, all right?

(camera shutter clicking)

Who is that?

(Randy hiccups)

- [Randy] That's August.

I just met her.

She the one who showin' me where North Las Vegas at.

(camera shutter clicking)

- [Elbow] Is that right?

Well, lucky for her, it's right down the street.

Therefore, you can leave her ass here and I'm ridin'

with you.

- No, I can't leave her here.

I gotta at least drop her off for helpin' me.

I mean, you can get in the backseat.

- Hold on, nephew.

Elbow don't do backseats.

She look suspect, anyway, man.

Put her ass in the back.

- I can't do that.

That's a girl.

- [Elbow] What?

I'm your uncle, man.

Put that bitch in the back seat.

You know what?

You're not gonna leave me here.

I'm callin' granddaddy William right now.

- [Randy] Okay, okay, look.

I'm about to drop her off.

I mean, you ain't gotta do that, okay?

Look, I'm gonna drop her off first

and then I'm gonna come back and pick you up.

- No way, nephew.

You're not comin' back and I'm damn sure not about to

wait here and see.

(Randy sighs)

Let me get some of that.

(horn blaring)

Hold on!

Look.

That's my cab right there.

I'm gonna follow you 'cause I gotsta ride in that

convertible, man.

Don't leave me, nephew.

- I'm not gonna.

I don't even know where I'm goin'.

How am I gonna leave you?

- (laughs) Good.

Me-mosa.

Me.

(car accelerating)

(hiccups)

- Didn't work.

- [August] What?

- The champagne.

But I am feelin' nice, though.

(August laughs)

♪ What we do is what we do ♪

♪ And let the nosy bitches bitch ♪

♪ It ain't a secret ♪

♪ But we don't have to talk about ♪

♪ When we're together ♪

♪ I like it when nobody else around ♪

♪ W ♪

♪ I know they question what we do when we're alone ♪

♪ But I don't want them in my bidness ♪

♪ Talking shit or telling lies ♪

♪ Makin' me feel all suspicious ♪

♪ That's why I keep it inside ♪

♪ They can ask me what they want ♪

♪ I ain't sayin' nothin' ♪

♪ It's just between me and you ♪

♪ It's not their business ♪

♪ What we're doin' ♪

♪ It's not their business ♪

♪ What we do ♪

♪ I know the spot they followin' ♪

♪ And their support ♪

♪ Just like to have a hunter in ♪

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

- Nephew.

You wouldn't believe I ran out of cab fare.

He just stopped.

- [Randy] What up, Uncle?

(hiccups)

- So, look, this what I need you to do.

I need you come up on, then exit.

(upbeat music)

Hold up.

So I need 'bout what?

10, 15 dollars?

- [Cab Driver] Yep.

- All right, look, man.

- [Randy] Where you at?

- Come up, make a left.

I'm on the first street on the right.

(Randy hiccups)

♪ Run it up ♪

♪ Run it up ♪

♪ Make them niggas wanna give a fuck ♪

♪ Make them niggas kick some butts ♪

♪ Make them niggas wanna say what's up ♪

♪ Run it up ♪

♪ Run it up ♪

♪ Make them niggas wanna give a fuck ♪

- Hey, what's happening?

- I told her we was ballers, man,

and we got the car that they can use.

- What?

- Look, man, they shootin' a music video in there.

And I said, "Look, we got a sports car you can use."

She was like, "Word?"

I was like, "Word."

They gon' let us watch.

May be able to hook up with them afterwords, too.

- [Eugene] Seen her?

(bird chirping)

All right.

All right.

- I'm not tryin' to see no music video.

Where's your cab?

I gotta go see this lady.

- Come on, man.

Look, I just wanna see how they shoot it.

Man, look it, there's bitches in there.

Fine bitches too.

- I'm ready to go.

- Come on, Randy.

I gotta see this one girl do her thing.

She said it's her turn to pop off in the camera.

And I know that motherfuckin' girl gonna be like boom!

(upbeat music)

♪ Boy ♪

♪ Got my income tax ♪

♪ Check, boy ♪

♪ Got my income tax ♪

♪ Check, boy ♪

♪ Got my income tax ♪

♪ Check ♪ - [Director] Cut, cut.

- Why, wassup, baby?

How do I look?

- No, you look good, man.

We just too empty in here.

We gotta bring some people in here, man.

Come over here, man.

Put these glasses on, man.

Fold your arms like a security guard in the corner

or somethin'.

Hey, cutie, how you doin'?

Come over here. - [August] Me?

Oh my goodness.

- Take some selfies next to him.

Come here and stand over here.

(August giggles)

(Randy hiccups)

Don't rap to it, just dance.

Just dance right now.

Just dance to it. (camera shutter clicking)

Action, action.

(upbeat music)

- [Elbow] I'm finally famous, baby, yes I am.

(laughing)

♪ Got me a chain ♪

♪ And I bought a scat ♪

♪ Got me a ring ♪

♪ And a fitted hat ♪

♪ Got me a bottle ♪

♪ Now I drink a scat ♪

♪ Got me a model ♪

♪ And her ass is fat ♪

♪ Got my income tax ♪

♪ Check, boy ♪

♪ Got my income tax ♪

♪ Check, boy ♪

♪ Got my income tax ♪

♪ Check, boy ♪

♪ Got my income tax ♪

♪ Check, boy ♪

♪ Check ♪

♪ Pocket full a hundreds ♪

♪ And I got no change ♪

♪ Stop drinkin' beer ♪

♪ Only drink champagne ♪

♪ Now I'm undefeated ♪

♪ Like the money team ♪

♪ No more hot and ready ♪

♪ Only chicken wings ♪

♪ Got my income tax ♪

♪ Check, boy ♪

- [Juan] Hey, hey.

- [Director] Cut the music.

Damn good, rapper.

One more scene and we're gonna shoot that hot tub scene.

(Randy hiccups)

- My neighbor told me there's a party

goin' on over here.

That's not what I rent my house out for.

You gotta go.

- Yo, I got this spot for another two days.

And we gotta drop this video.

- You can drop your video, but it ain't gonna be

in my house.

Breach of contract.

No parties, no filmin-

- Man, that's bullshit.

I'm not gonna let no bum with a piece of paper

tell me what I gotta do.

- [Officer] Hey, hey, yo.

Slow down, big fella.

- You can cut all the tough talk, my man.

- [Officer] Wait, wait.

I need everybody to stop what you're doin'.

- [Officer 2] Look, we can handle these one of two ways.

You can get arrested or you can just leave.

But, y'all're gonna have to settle this in court.

- Right now, everybody gonna have to get outta here.

Y'all gotta go.

And I'm gon' need some IDs.

Make sure there ain't no minors in here

with all this alcohol on the set.

(August clears throat)

- [Director] Hey, hey, man.

I'm lettin' you know right now.

I'm on probation, man, and none of this stuff is real.

We just shootin' a video, man.

- [Officer 2] Probation for what?

(Randy hiccups)

- [Officer] Aw, y'all are drunk.

I need everybody to get their IDs.

I need to see ID.

(Randy hiccups)

- Got my ID.

- [Officer] You're goin' to jail if you ain't got it.

All right?

Sometime this week, big fella.

(muttering quietly)

(walkie talkie buzzing)

- [Rapper] Man, whatever.

(walkie talkie buzzing)

- Need to check on Bateman.

Elroy Glass.

- Oh shit, I gotta go to the bathroom.

- [Elbow] I'm followin' you.

- Daniel, Octavia and Elroy has warrants.

- Where is Octavia Bateman

and Elroy Glass?

- [Officer] Where'd them two go?

(Randy hiccups)

- [Officer Over Walkie] Octavia Bateman is armed

and dangerous.

(tense music)

Repeat, armed and dangerous.

- Hey, everybody here, get your hands up.

Everybody.

I need everybody out here get your hands up right now.

- Why do I gotta get my hands up?

I own this house.

- Look, I know, sir.

I just need you to leave right now 'til I can

get this situation under control.

Everybody get out.

Everybody.

Get outta here.

Keep your hands up.

Keep your hands where I can see 'em.

(door creaks)

(suspenseful music)

(phone dialing)

(Randy hiccups)

(phone ringing)

(door creaks)

- [Officer] Hands up.

You.

You up against the wall.

Come on.

- [Voicemail] Please leave your message-

(phone beeps)

- Not answerin' the phone.

(soft music)

- [Officer] You move before I get these cuffs on,

it's over.

- [Officer 2] Finally got your ass, Octavia.

- [Officer] Yes sir.

(phone dialing)

(camera shutter clicks)

(phone ringing)

- This is unit 1-15.

We have Nevada's most wanted in custody

and we'll be bringin' her in shortly.

- [Officer Over Walkie] Copy that.

(phone ringing)

- Girl.

What the hell you do?

What'd you do?

You a killer?

Oh, you got the breaks, huh?

Damn.

I was fucking with gangster bitches.

(laughs)

Boy, you're a bad mother.

- I left my money.

- Money?

What money?

- My money was left in the house.

- Are you drunk?

Get outta here.

No, this guy.

They already got him out, they came back in.

He's tryin' to come back in the house.

- [Randy] Excuse me, Sheriff.

I left my property, my money.

It's in there.

- You need to go talk to him.

- But I just-

(police chatter)

- [Elbow] Randy, look.

Go to the police department, man.

Hey!

Come and get me, man. - Back up from the property.

- Come pick me up, man.

- [Octavia] Come get me, too!

- Girl, ain't nobody comin' to get yo ass.

You's the reason we up in here.

Shit.

Too damn scared to jump out the damn windows.

Nephew!

Go downtown to the bail bondsman.

You know, the one with the commercial.

♪ On the wrong side of the law ♪

♪ Call eight ball bail bonds ♪

♪ And you ain't do nothin' wrong ♪

♪ Eight ball bail bonds ♪

"Don't be caught in a county trip.

And don't let the cops catch you slippin'.

Eight ball bails bond, baby."

♪ On the wrong side of the law ♪

♪ Call Eight Ball Bail Bonds ♪

♪ If you ain't did nothin' wrong ♪

♪ Eight Ball Bail Bonds ♪

- [Commercial Voiceover] Don't be in the county trippin'

and don't let the cops catch you slippin'.

Call Eight Ball Bail Bonds.

Las Vegas, Nevada, baby.

Get it in.

- [Bondsman] Elroy Glass?

Like the window?

Okay.

What station is he in and how much is his warrant?

Yeah.

Do you know if there's any other law enforcement

that's lookin' for him?

Okay.

Okay. (Randy hiccups)

I'll be there to get him out tonight.

And the other four.

I'll see you soon.

(phone clatters)

(papers shuffling)

It's gonna be about 1800 to get him out tonight.

- [Randy] Okay.

- [August] Wait, wait, wait, wait.

(laughs)

Wouldn't it just be better to wait until he goes to court?

So, he can some money?

- I mean, you can, but, it's gonna be about a week.

- [Randy] No, that's too long.

I'm gonna get him out tonight.

- Look, are you sure?

- Yeah, I'm sure.

My grand dad will kill me.

That's 1800.

- Thank you.

(money shuffling)

Okay.

Let me get you a receipt.

Where would you like for me to tell him you're stayin'?

- Highland Inn.

Room 114.

How long you think it's gonna take him?

- I got five people to bail out.

Three's from outta town.

And one from Mexico that I gotta get out before

he goes to court.

And your guy.

(Randy hiccups)

It's gonna be awhile.

- [Randy] Okay.

Okay.

All right.

Thank you so much.

How are we s'posed to find her?

I can't believe she don't have an address.

- Just call her.

(phone ringing)

- [Voicemail] Please leave your message for-

- She didn't answer.

Voicemail.

- All right, so how 'bout you just try to hold

your breath until she does?

I mean, that might actually help you get rid

of the hiccups.

Fake anyway.

- No she's not.

She's real.

I told you that earlier, remember?

Look.

She helped them, so she can help me.

- [August] Mmhm. - Look.

Would you look at the phone?

Look at the damn phone- - No.

Stop.

(Randy hiccups)

- Can you get me my phone?

- No.

You get it. - Can you please get me

my phone? - No, you get it!

(Randy sighs)

- [Randy] Look.

It's been a rough ass month.

- [August] You get it.

(sighs)

(Randy hiccups)

- [Randy] Look.

I been makin' some stupid ass decisions.

When my uncle get outta jail, I think I'm gonna just

take my ass home.

And I'ma just take the rest of my money, buy a car,

and go back to work.

- Randy, look.

Look.

(laughs)

(ethereal music)

Ain't no doctor's offices out here.

- [Randy] Wait a minute.

Let me just check, okay?

(hiccups)

Location says it's right here.

Whenever I click on the marker,

it gives me this location.

(hiccups)

- A tent?

A tent?

Randy, she lives in a tent?

- [Randy] She might be in there.

- [August] Oh my God, a doctor in a tent.

- You didn't even let me look yet.

- This is stupid.

Stupid.

- I got a chronic case of the hiccups and I need help.

And I'm just tryin' to find out where she is.

I didn't come all the way out here to turn back now.

Can we just at least go look?

- Fine.

(tense music)

(door thuds)

(Randy hiccups)

(Randy hiccups)

- Excuse me, Adriana?

Adriana?

(melancholy music)

(upbeat music)

- [August] I can't believe you came all the way

from Detroit for a Curandero.

- What?

- A Curandero.

You know, one of those traditional native healers.

She gotta be from Mexico.

One of those Mexican healers.

- I don't care where she from.

As long as she can take care of my hiccups,

I'm all in.

(money shuffling) (Randy hiccups)

- All in, huh?

You know,

most people come to Vegas.

For vacation.

To gamble.

Drive nice cars.

Party.

Do drugs.

Do a

pretty girl.

(money tapping)

I want you to know that I'm your pretty girl, Randy.

♪ Love me with my eyes closed, baby ♪

♪ Sendin' back shots ♪

♪ I like it a lot ♪

♪ You're makin' me feel so in love ♪

(knock thudding)

- Who is it?

- [Elbow] Yo!

It's me, man, open the door!

Come on, man!

Hurry up.

(door creaking)

(footsteps thudding)

(Elbow urinating)

Woo.

Thanks for bailin' me out, baby.

It's party time now, Nephew.

I thought you was droppin' her ass off.

Know what?

Forget it.

We can just leave her here.

So let's go get some weed, some drank.

Let's hit the strip!

Let's ride slow so everybody can see me.

You can't lock Uncle Elbow down.

I'm a beast out here.

(Randy hiccups)

Yeah, boy The Flamingo and Koval.

Take some pics. (camera shutter clicking)

Rest in peace, Tupac.

Pour out a little liquor.

(toilet flushing)

Damn.

Ooh.

I'm hungry as hell.

What you got around here to eat?

- I'm hungry too, but I ain't got no extra money right now.

I got the rest of the money for Adriana.

How did you get here anyway?

- [Elbow] Aw, man, you know Eight Ball give you an uber

when they bail you out.

But, check it.

I was in the ride share with about five felons.

Squashed in the little ass car, smellin' bad.

- Wait.

Wait, wait, wait.

What'd you say?

- I said it stank.

- Uh uh.

Not you.

Randy.

- I said I was hungry.

Why?

You too?

- Naw, you said you only have enough money for Adriana?

- Right.

- Man, you wouldn't believe.

Cats was trippin'.

They had them missin' flights back home.

This one cat left all his shit at the hotel,

rushin' to catch a flight,

because he wasn't even supposed to be here.

He was on probation back home.

But, let me tell you, you know that ol' girl

I was arrested with?

Man, blasted a bitch 'cause she messed up her eyebrow.

You know, straight cold.

Right now, she is wanted for murder.

- You owe me 7,000 dollars.

- [Elbow] What?

- What?

- [Elbow] Whatchu talkin' 'bout now?

- You heard me.

7,000 dollars.

I been with you all day and I charge by the hour.

I want my money.

- You a call girl?

I knew I seen her around here somewhere before.

That's why I told you to leave her ass at the store.

Did you even hit it?

Did you smell it?

'Cause 7,000 dollars, Nephew, is, like, damn!

- Call girl?

You was with me all day.

You were supposed to be helpin' me find Adriana.

Then I was gonna drop you off to the photo shoot

at the studio. - [Elbow] You a prostitute?

Man, get the hell outta here.

- [August] Stop!

Get off of me.

I'm not leavin' until I get my money.

- [Elbow] Oh, you're gettin' out of here.

- [August] Get off of me!

- [Elbow] You gettin' out of here!

- Chill, chill, chill.

Prostitute?

Really?

(sighs)

(hiccups)

(cars passing by)

(door thuds)

- See, man, I told you.

You shoulda called me when you got here.

I coulda warned you about shit like that.

- I did call you.

You did not pick up.

'Cause you owe me fifty dollars.

- Thirty dollars.

Hell, it shoulda been 20 how you holdin' onto all those

good quarterbacks.

- Don't nobody hold on to no good quarterbacks.

Now, you had all the runnin' backs.

It was fifty dollars.

- Bullshit.

You had Brees.

You had Wilson.

And you had Patrick Mahomes.

- You just mad 'cause I didn't trade you Jameis Winston.

- Famous Crab Leg Jameis!

(knock thudding)

- I don't have time for this.

August, I don't got time-

- What up, doe?

(tense music)

- I think you got the wrong room.

- What up, doe?

- This is room 114.

- [Elbow] Hey, you from Detroit or somethin'?

- No, I got the right room.

I'm here for my girl, August.

(Randy hiccups)

I got some people from up that way.

And that's how they talk.

- [Elbow] What up, doe?

Detroit versus everybody.

- I'm here for my homegirl August right here.

She said one of y'all in here owe me 7,000

and I need that money.

- [Randy] That's crazy.

She was just with me.

I didn't know.

If I woulda known that.

I don't owe her 7,000 dollars, man.

(hiccups)

Man, she was just with me all day.

- All day, huh?

- [Randy] Yeah.

- All day?

That means she escorted you.

I need that money.

- [Elbow] Man, I knew I recognized her.

- Hey, keep your fuckin' hands down, man.

- [Elbow] She friends with them strippers from that

titty bar.

Damn.

What is her name?

Nina.

(hand claps)

Nina, that's right.

Nina like the gun, man.

Look, she got that money.

And she cold, too.

- Nina, huh?

Nina.

Nina, huh?

You just sit right here for a minute.

August actually say y'all was hungry.

I'm hungry too.

My treat.

- [Elbow] Hell yeah.

I been locked up all day. (Randy hiccups)

I'm hungrier than a motherfucker.

- Naw, man, we good.

- [Eugene] You ain't hungry?

What you mean you good?

You ain't hungry?

- Naw, we're gonna chill here.

- [Eugene] Oh, okay, you're gonna chill right here.

Oh, okay.

I got another suggestion.

(Randy hiccups)

Your treat.

Let's go.

(tense music)

(gravel crunching)

You know what, I'm a pretty cool guy,

as long as I ain't mad.

August, you know.

You know.

Now, I'ma ask you for the last time.

Where is Nina?

- [August] I don't know.

I don't even like her like that.

Why would I keep up with her?

- [Eugene] Bitch.

That bitch got me for 160,000 of my money.

Took that shit right outta my stash.

And now I can't find her.

That's why you're not supposed to leave nobody

in your motherfuckin' house for a long period of time.

Definitely a woman.

I been lookin' for her.

That's my top money maker.

Now I can't find her.

- Can you please stop wavin' that gun around

before somebody gets shot in the back of the head

like that dude in "Pulp Fiction"?

Now, I know where Nina at.

She at H.T.'s right about now.

So you can go ahead and drop us off right here.

(gun cocks)

- Shut up.

- I been up there all day.

I been lookin' for her all week.

(Randy hiccups)

Stop all that goddamn hiccupin'.

Hiccup again, motherfucker.

You drunk?

- [Randy] Okay, I'll stop.

- Now, listen.

Listen.

You definitely listen.

I want my 7,000.

I'll be at your hotel room tomorrow to pick it up.

You hear me?

Get the fuck out.

I got somethin' to show you.

(door rattling)

(suspenseful music)

(phone ringing)

- [Voicemail] Please leave your message for-

(phone beeps)

(phone ringing)

- [Zap's Voicemail] Hello, this is Zap's Photography

at Westside Studio.

Where first your zapped and then you can relax.

(phone beeps)

- Babe, I'm at the spot.

I'm ready.

Call me.

Hurry up.

(sighs loudly)

(box rattling)

(sighs)

(tense music)

(door rattling)

- [Eugene] Get the fuck over there.

Come over here.

- [August] Zap!

Zap, Zap, no, no.

(sobbing)

Zap, are you okay?

Are you alive?

- [Eugene] Hey, hey, hey shut up.

- [Elbow] Damn, dude.

- [Eugene] I'll deal with you after I deal

with Nina's little boyfriend.

Where is Nina?

(August sobbing)

Huh? Huh?

(gunshots cracking) (August shrieking)

- You didn't even let him answer the question!

- Get the fuck up.

Get the fuck up.

(August sobbing)

Shut up.

Hey, you better back the fuck up or I'll blow

this pretty bitch's head off.

I want my 160,000.

(Randy hiccups)

Pay me my money, I'll bring this bitch.

Go get my 160,000.

I want all of it.

- Come on, man.

Damn.

- Okay, I'm gonna get it. - [Eugene] Do you hear me?

Do you hear me? - [Randy] I hear you.

- Okay, cool.

Get the fuck in the car.

(August sobbing)

I want my money.

Go get my money.

- [Elbow] Come on, man, we don't even know her like that.

- [Eugene] I'll see you back at the hotel.

Tomorrow night.

- [Randy] Where're we at?

(hiccups)

Man, that guy gotta be dead.

We gotta call the police.

- [Elbow] Yeah, you can, but not on my phone.

Man, I just got outta jail.

Use yours.

- It's at the room.

- Look, man, I don't want no parts of this.

You need to go back to Detroit

before anything else happens.

(hiccups)

- He could still be alive.

We should call the police.

- Look, man, like I said, you can call the police.

Just not on my phone.

Use somebody else's.

(hiccups)

- So, that's just it.

And we gonna forget about August?

We ain't gonna try to get her?

- What?

Nah, forget about her.

She the reason we in the middle of this.

Look, I don't give a shit about her.

And I don't care what they do to her.

- Well.

(hiccups)

- Look.

Man, you like her?

Aw, man, this boy in love.

Man, she don't care about you.

Don't you see that?

She only care about money.

You know what?

You need to let that go and get back home.

- You know what?

Your friend Nina only care about the money.

Why don't she give that back to Eugene so August

don't get hurt?

- Why you like her so much?

- I cannot find Nina without you.

And I just wanna make sure August don't get hurt.

- Look.

(Randy hiccups) Yes.

I do know her cousin.

And, yes, she did mention Nina to me before.

(Randy hiccups)

Damn, Nephew, I'm tired.

(hiccups)

Man, you done gave me the hiccups.

Man, get away from me.

- Unc.

Unc!

(hiccups)

(soft music)

(sighs heavily)

- It's dead.

Damn.

(sighs)

Where's outlets?

(sighs) (keys jangling)

(door rattles)

(door rattles)

(phone ringing)

(phone ringing)

(Randy hiccups)

- [Elbow] Answer that.

Hello?

Man, ain't nobody ordered no fuckin' wake up call.

Look here, bitch, just bring me a cheeseburger.

Huh?

There ain't no room service?

(phone clatters)

Close them blinds, Neph.

Why you up so early?

- On Detroit time.

Why you sleepin' on the floor?

- Sleep like this 'cause the dude was shootin'

last night, man.

- I gotta get that money for Adriana.

I gotta raise two grand, bro.

I gotta figure this out.

- Well, man, we can get the money.

We just gotta find Nina.

- Nah.

That's Eugene money, not mine.

We don't want no parts of that.

I'm gonna go back home, see my regular doctor.

- Okay, look, I still wanna find her.

This dude got 160,000.

(Randy hiccups)

- [Randy] I need about two grand today.

(pills rattling)

- Oh, you need 2,000 dollars?

- [Randy] Yeah.

(phone dialing)

- [Elbow] Yeah.

So, look, check it.

I got those Ox bolox for the fidean.

Yo, all 30 in here?

- Yeah.

- Feels good, man, feels good.

(laughs)

Okay, look-

Oh, a stack?

And eight honey buns?

All right, sure.

In a minute.

(phone thunks)

(pills rattling)

1800 for the pills.

So you only need 200 dollars.

- Yeah.

All right, I can trade in the rental.

Grab like a minivan or somethin'.

That should save me like two or three hundred.

♪ There's 100 ways you can skin a cat ♪

♪ I do this shit once and then bring it back ♪

- [Elbow] Now look, Nephew.

Next two exits.

Come up on the next two exits.

Spring Valley, a'ight?

(Randy hiccups)

16, 17,

18, 19,

20.

And a honey bun for the player.

Nice doin' business with you, Nephew.

♪ If it ain't about the money ♪

♪ Ain't a damn thing funny ♪

It's all about the money, man!

- Wait, why you get that?

- Just like Denzel said.

"Taxation without representation."

It ain't nothin' free in this world, Nephew.

You lucky Uncle Elbow-havin'-motherfucker, you!

(suspenseful music)

- [Eugene] You ain't made me no money.

None.

What's up?

You know.

I been knowin' you for 10 months now.

I ain't think it would be this hard to break you.

But you yet to make me some money.

What's up with that?

- It's because I'm not a prostitute, Eugene.

I see those other girls and I can't.

I just can't.

- [Eugene] Take a shot.

Relax.

- I don't want it.

I don't want it.

- Take the fuckin' shot.

Relax. (tense music)

'Bout time you let me hit that anyway.

Relax.

I just said relax.

- Stop!

- Didn't I tell you to relax?

What you trippin' for?

Come here.

(August whimpering)

(tense music)

- No, no, no.

- [Eugene] Relax.

Relax.

(August whimpering) (footsteps thudding)

(door slams)

Hey!

(August sobbing)

What you doin'?

Open this door.

Open the fuckin' door!

(knocks pounding)

Relax!

I said relax.

Open the door.

(suspenseful music)

- [Elbow] Man, this where Nina actually stayin' right here.

I was over here a while back playin' cards, you know,

drinkin' and all that.

And I think her cousin like me too.

Come on, man.

Look at me, baby.

- [Randy] You crazy, man.

- [Elbow] Oh yeah.

Oh yeah. (Randy hiccups)

(door thuds)

(knocks pounding rhythmically)

- [Mia] Who is it?

- [Elbow] Is Mia here?

- [Mia] Who are you?

- [Elbow] Elbow.

I'm Ant homeboy.

- Elbow.

Why you never call me?

- I was drunk.

And I lost my phone the same night I left here.

But, I remember where you stayed at.

So, I thought I would drop by.

So, here I am.

This my nephew, Randy.

Randy, Mia.

Mia, Randy.

- Come on.

- Same body.

Still cold.

- Thank you.

- I bet you can't shake and bake that thing

at the same time.

(laughing)

- You was at the card game the other day.

You saw me twerkin', that's why you here.

- True, true.

So go ahead.

Let me get that Facebook Live performance, baby, go ahead.

Throw that thing down.

- [Randy] Forget all that.

Where is Nina?

- What?

Why you wanna know?

You know what?

It's time for y'all to leave.

- Well, can you tell her we got a message for her

from Eugene?

- Who the fuck are you?

(tense music)

And why would you answer the door?

If you don't leave right now, I'll blow you away.

- Look, Nina, hold on, look.

We only here to tell you that Eugene hold August

until he gets his money back.

- What money?

That's my money.

- Maybe if you would let me speak, I could tell you

what happened.

Please, put the gun down.

- I know Mia.

Mia know me.

We don't know him.

Plus, I was tryin' to get Mia to be my baby mama.

- Mia, you know him?

- Yeah.

Let me put Mama gun back.

(Randy hiccups) (soft music)

- So, he killed him?

- [Randy] From what we seen.

(hiccups)

We called 911, but we didn't stay.

Because, well.

You know.

- [Nina] I know.

I understand.

I been tryin' to leave.

I been waitin' on my passport to come in the mail.

I been sleepin' in my storage bin.

I been checkin' my P.O. box for a week.

I just came here just to sleep in a normal house

for one night.

We and Zap 'posed to been gone.

We was gonna start off fresh in Puerto Rico.

That's where he's from.

His family is there.

(Randy hiccups)

- Look.

I'm drivin' you to Phoenix tonight.

I'll bring your damn passport to you.

Eugene will never see you again.

- Shoulda been down there.

Damn.

- Nina.

You should give him the money back.

- [Mia] Are you crazy?

That maniac just killed her dude.

- Well, at least for August's sake.

Do you really wanna be lookin' over your shoulder

for the rest of your life, Nina?

- He's not gonna do nothin' to August.

He been tryin' to fuck her for the longest.

- Look, Nina.

You can buy a corvette with that money.

You can even get icy with that money.

You can even put a big down payment on a race

with that money.

But it'd be wrong.

So, look, Nina.

What I need you to do is just think about it.

Today and tomorrow.

(Randy hiccups)

Make sure you make a decision that you can live with.

Okay?

- Okay.

(door thuds)

- Look, man, she said she stayed in her storage bin.

- Man, that's 'cause she's hidin'

from that crazy motherfucker.

- Yeah, but you're not thinkin', man.

- Thinkin' about what?

- Look, if that's where she stay,

that's where the money is.

- Yeah, no, see, I'm not doin' that.

No, you crazy.

I'm not.

No. - Why not?

I thought you wanted to save August.

- Look, I'm not gettin' caught in no love triangles.

I'ma just let Nina give him the money.

- Look, man, if you believe that, Nephew.

You a fool.

Come on, let's just go see.

Look, man, check this out.

(Randy hiccups)

Self-Storage.

Henderson, Nevada.

Lot seven, locker 153.

Let's just go see.

- You took a pic?

- Yes I did.

- Slick ass.

- So, look, let's get this money and take it back

to the hotel.

And get August.

- No.

I'm just gonna go see Adriana.

Nina will take the money back to him.

I'm gonna go see her and then I'm goin'

back to Detroit, man.

That's it.

- Okay. Well, hell.

Just drop me off on the strip.

Let me go get me a beer.

And two shots.

(soft music) (car starting)

- This the doctor you was talkin' about, Nephew?

(tent zipper rattling)

- Adriana?

- Yes.

How can I help you?

- I need help with my hiccups.

- [Elbow] What the hell, Randy?

You tellin' me we did all that for this?

- [Randy] Shut up, man.

- Please.

Remove your shoes.

(Randy hiccups)

- I can't believe you, Nephew.

- Shut up, man.

- How long have you had the hiccups

and where you from?

- [Randy] It's been about a month or so.

From Detroit.

My doctor said I had a chronic case of the hiccups.

(hiccups)

And, I needed to try some home remedies,

so I came to you.

Do you have a cure?

- Yes.

(Randy hiccups)

- What do I have to do?

How much does it cost?

- [Dr. Adriana] 5,000 dollars.

- [Randy] 5,000?

I thought the ad said it was 2,000.

How did it go up?

- Man, Randy, you crazy.

- It is no simple.

My services start at 2,000.

I do not wish to sell myself short.

- You damn right.

And, if you smart, we'll leave.

Randy, let's go.

- No, that's stupid.

Why would I leave?

She has the cure.

I had the money when I got here.

Can I give you 2,000 now and bring the rest back later?

- Mm, no.

Pay me in full or no healing services for you.

- [Elbow] That's it.

I'm gone.

(tent unzipping)

- Okay.

(hiccups)

I'ma go talk to my uncle.

Be right back.

- Man, this is a scam, Nephew.

- No it's not.

I believe her.

She has a cure.

- Well, look, she askin' for more money

that you ain't got, so.

- So?

I know where the money at, remember?

U-haul storage.

Henderson, Nevada.

Lot seven.

Locker 153.

I can go if you ain't down.

- What?

160,000 dollars?

Hell yeah, I'm down.

(tense music)

You ever have a fish taco before?

Man, that's my favorite.

- [Randy] If Coney Island don't got it,

I ain't never had it.

- [Elbow] What about street corn?

- [Randy] What's that?

- [Elbow] It's about damn near the best corn

you ever had in your life, boy.

You can get it on the cob or you can get it in the bowl.

I like mine in the bowl.

Get a little more corn at the bottom.

Check.

It's up there runnin' with Grandma's fried corn.

- No, no way.

Hell naw.

- Boy, I tell you.

- I'ma have to try it.

(machines whirring)

- So, look, man.

What we gonna do with the money?

We gonna split it?

- Hell no, man.

I'm payin' Adriana and I'm gonna take the rest to the hotel.

Then let Eugene know it's all there.

- Man, come on, man.

After all this runnin' around I been doin'?

I can at least get some to fix my ride?

- Okay, I'll give you a thousand.

- (scoffs) A thousand dollars?

You gon' give me a thousand dollars?

- Yes.

- Look, man, I'm tryin' to drop a new engine in that thing

and put candy paint on it.

(droning music)

(hiccups)

- [Randy] Them fish tacos were slappin'.

- [Elbow] I told you, Nephew.

I ain't gonna steer you wrong, baby.

Hey, that look like old girl that we saw at the tent.

- [Randy] You know what though?

Coney Island got a better fish sandwich.

- Man, who in the hell order a fish sandwich

from Coney Island, man?

I always get that cheeseburger deluxe or that coney special.

But, you know what I do need right now?

That buzz ball cold, Nephew.

- How did we not see anything?

All that for nothing.

- Look, man, obviously it's not there, Nephew.

She took it with her.

So, look, let's go back over there.

I'll distract Mia while you go look for the money.

How 'bout that?

(tense music)

(hiccups)

- [Elbow] She want more money than you ain't got, so.

- [Randy] So?

I know where the rest of the money at.

Henderson, Nevada U-haul storage.

Lot seven.

Locker 153, remember?

Uncle.

When's the last time you saw Adriana?

- [Elbow] I thought I seen her up at the taco patio.

- Are you sure?

- [Elbow] Man, I'm positive, Nephew.

(bus brakes squealing)

Look, man, this is where I seen her.

I seen her right here.

- [Randy] Are you sure you seen her right here?

- Man, look, there she goes!

Just gettin' on the bus there.

And she got the money.

Hurry up!

Pull over, man!

(turn signal clicking)

There she go right there on the bus.

(Randy hiccups)

Go.

Go, go, go, go, go!

The little sneaky ass.

Man, call her phone.

- [Randy] Shit.

(phone rings)

- [Voicemail] Please leave your message for-

- [Randy] Shit, she pushed me to voicemail.

- [Elbow] Man, do a Hellcat donut in front of the bus stop.

Man, I'm just gonna go up there and I'm just gonna hit

her ass in the head and just gonna hop off the bus

and take the money.

- [Randy] Why would I do that?

That's bringin' too much attention.

Why don't we just wait 'til she get off the bus?

- [Elbow] Park at the next stop.

Let me out and I'm gonna run up and hit her ass in the head

with your shoe.

It's just gonna look like she sleep anyway.

(hiccups)

- [Randy] You sound crazy.

Did you forget she saw your face?

Why don't we just follow behind the bus?

- [Elbow] Look, man, there she go!

(tense music)

(brakes hiss)

- [Randy] Adriana!

(chase music)

(footsteps clattering)

- [Elbow] Goddamn, Nephew.

Go and get the van!

(footsteps clattering)

Damn.

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

Where you at?

- She at the Turfesa.

- Where's that at?

Hello?

(phone dialing) (hiccups)

Turfesa.

International transit center.

.2 miles.

That's down the street.

(van accelerating)

(horn honks)

Adriana!

Hey!

Adriana!

Hi.

Did you see my uncle?

I mean the guy I was with earlier?

- Yes.

I did.

(hiccups)

- [Randy] What did he say?

Did he say anything to you?

- Yes and he took the box.

- The box with the money?

- Yes.

- Okay, so now I have the money for the cure.

Can I get it?

- 15,000 now.

Are you sure you have the money?

- 15.

15,000?

(hiccups)

Yes, I have the money.

15,000?

What, that's insane.

Why you go up on me?

Could you just ride with me and I can get the cure

right now?

- No.

I don't need a ride.

- Well, where did he go?

- He say something about a-

(Elbow whooping)

- What's up, baby? - Hey, what's going on?

- How much for this one?

- Man 1599 plus tax. (phone ringing)

- Plus tax? (phone ringing)

All right, I'ma check it.

I'm gonna need the windows tinted, armor-all on the tire.

I need you to shine that thing up, all right, man?

- I gotchu. (phone ringing)

I gotchu.

Let's wrap it up.

- Hold on.

Hello?

(laughs)

Hey, look, man, this my manager on the phone.

He sayin' I need to get to New York to shoot a music video.

- Aw, man, I got you.

Okay.

All right.

- Yeah, man, I'm at the dealership, man.

I'm about to cop a new ride and sell my old one.

What?

Naw, man.

Look.

It's enough money for both of us.

I'm on Boulder Highway, man.

Come on, hurry up.

All right.

(phone dings)

- You good? - I'm good.

I'm with it.

- Okay.

- Watch, watch, watch.

Watch out, man, watch out.

- I was openin' the door for you, man.

- No, no.

You just get over there.

- Let me hold the money, though.

- Come on, man, just get over there.

- All right.

(door slams)

- I can't believe you.

Adriana was right there and you know I needed the money.

- Not all of it.

Look, we can split it.

- No, that's the portion I'm gettin' for August.

- Man.

Look, bro.

She don't even care about you.

Ain't nothin' gonna happen to her.

'Cause, look, they don't even know we got it.

- See?

That's where you're wrong.

She do care about me.

Which is why I'm gonna give 'im the money for her.

Look, man, Adriana already knew.

So what makes you think nobody else knows?

- Man, you crazy.

Look, just give me 'bout 2 Gs of it

so I can shoot this movie.

Please?

- A thousand minus the 50 you already owe me

for fantasy football.

- Look, Neph, I'm not about to sit here and argue

with your ass.

Just give it here!

(money crinkling) (Randy hiccups)

Dang.

(rap music)

(phone beeps)

Hello?

Yeah, yeah, what up, doe?

Yeah, look.

I'm gonna need some of that dog food.

You got me?

All right, cool.

Yeah, man.

In a minute.

(phone dings)

Look, man.

I'ma need you shoot out to the hood.

(upbeat rap music)

Money Bag Mike, what up, baby?

- [Mike] What up, El Bow Bow?

What' up with you, man?

- [Elbow] You know.

Just doin' what I do.

- [Mike] All right, fo sho.

I'm about to get this domino and shot game goin, homie.

(laughs)

- [Elbow] What's that?

- [Mike] Every five points I score, everybody else

have a shot.

- [Elbow] Now, what if nobody score but you?

- Then they all fucked up and I'm chillin'.

(Elbow laughs)

- I hear that, I hear that.

- [Randy] That's that college game.

- [Mike] Oh yeah, it is.

It's definitely a college game.

That shit be havin' me tore up, man.

Yeah, man.

How much dog food you need man?

(Randy hiccups)

- [Elbow] Uh, let me get about two.

- All right, two.

That's cool.

You know I can't front you, man.

You like to party too much.

- [Elbow] (laughing) D'usse.

- [Mike] All right.

- [Elbow] Okay.

- [Mike] We talkin' man.

- [Elbow] How 'bout I give you 950 and owe you 50?

- [Mike] You know what?

I can do that.

You can do that?

This the first time you ever got me straight, dawg.

- [Elbow] I know, right?

Hey, what can I say?

- Yeah, I'll be right back.

- [Elbow] All right.

- [Randy] So that's what we're usin' 950 on?

You got me out here doin' dope deals?

- [Elbow] Hell, Nephew, I'm a felon.

What am I supposed to do?

Hell, you shoulda gave me more money so I can buy me

a brick.

- [Mike] All right, man.

Uno.

Deuce.

- Okay.

- Aight.

Fo' sho, fo' sho.

Well, I'll get on ya, dawg.

- [Elbow] All right.

I'll see ya.

Man, that's a lot of money for a homeless woman.

- You're just mad 'cause I'm not givin' it to you.

You see this?

I gotta get rid of it.

It hurts.

- Man, whatever.

- Yes. (Randy hiccups)

What is it?

You can't sleep?

You have insomnia?

Yes, I have the cure.

Just come.

(Randy hiccups)

- [Elbow] So you just thought you was gonna sneak out.

You just thought you was gonna slip out on us, huh?

But what everybody wanna know is why you catch a bus

when you coulda got a taxi cab with your cheap ass?

(Randy shushes)

Naw, don't shh me.

You lucky he believe in you.

'Cause I would've left.

- Who cares what you think?

You can wait outside.

- No, I ain't goin' nowhere.

'Cause you might try to slip him somethin'

or sneak out the back door with your slick ass.

- Where is the money?

(bag crinkling) (Randy hiccups)

(Randy hiccups)

Please.

Lay here.

Put your arms to your side.

(funky keyboard music)

(Randy hiccups)

(Randy hiccups)

(Randy hiccups)

- Tastes good.

(hiccups)

(Adriana speaking foreign language)

(Randy hiccups)

- I see.

It was stress all along.

- Hell.

Well, I'll be.

- Shh.

(soft music)

(birds chirping)

- [Elbow] Yo, I can't believe it, man.

She really did it.

Hey, I can't believe Adriana cured you, man.

Next time I'm stressed out, I'm goin' straight to her.

I ain't goin' to no liquor store, man.

Mm mm.

- See, that's why you gotta trust those home remedies.

Everything Grandma talk about works.

- Yeah, but this dude on the internet said that he can

pass a drug test with syrup called Certo.

Said it was nasty and to mix it with juice.

But I was gonna comment and ask him can I mix it with

rum and coke.

Drink it right before I go.

And feelin' right.

- [Randy] Rum and coke before your drug test?

Unc, you crazy as hell, man.

- [Elbow] No, not literally right before.

But drink it four hours before you take the test.

You know what it was?

It was probably that oil she gave you that did it.

I wonder if it was CBD oil.

She said it was the stress, so I'd just smoke mines

in a oil pen.

(knocks thudding)

(tense music)

- Who is it?

- [Tangy] Room service.

- [Elbow] We didn't order nothin'.

- I know you didn't, but you gotta pay.

- [Elbow] Damn.

Where you from?

- [Tangy] Cali.

- [Elbow] You got a man?

- You only gonna see me one time.

- [Elbow] Oh, you one of them girls, huh?

Oh, shit, you a killer?

Why I keep attractin' murderers?

Man, I'm gonna start online datin',

so I can do background checks.

- [Eugene] What up doe?

- You can't say that.

You ain't from the D.

- Where's August?

- Know what?

I knew you was gonna ask about her.

Where my money at?

(bag crinkling)

- [Randy] It's all there.

- Where's my 160,000?

- [Randy] Look.

All I owe is 7,000 for August.

I don't got nothin' to do with that.

(gun cocks)

- You know what, you right.

But how did you get 7,000?

- Hold on, man.

Hey, we just got rid of his pain pills, man.

A couple Oxys for a couple thousand.

And sold about six pair of my Yeezy's.

Here, look, word on the street is Nina at her auntie house.

- Who told you that?

- [Elbow] Look, man, I ain't Tekashi 6x9,

but the streets is talkin'.

What you gonna do?

Kill everybody on the street?

- Okay.

Auntie Helen.

Auntie Helen.

Damn, I didn't think of that.

You better be right.

You better be fuckin' right.

Let's go.

(door lock squeaking)

- [Randy] You fuckin' liar.

- Man, what the hell was I supposed to do?

I had to think quick.

- Yeah, 'cause you don't got no fuckin' Yeezy's.

- I will as soon as you give me that big bag of money.

(knocking thudding)

Who is it?

- [August] August.

- [Elbow] You by yourself?

- [August] Yes.

(soft music)

Thank you.

Thank you.

- [Randy] Not gonna leave you by yourself.

- [Elbow] Come on, Randy, you need to take your

nasty ass home.

Come on, let's count this money.

Spread it out so we can get up outta here.

Get outta this hot ass hotel room.

(box thuds)

Matter-of-fact, man, let's go.

- Wanna come back to Detroit with me?

- [Elbow] Look, y'all need to just quit all that

"Jason Lyric" love bullshit.

Let's go.

(orchestral music)

(soft music)

(cars passing by)

♪ You remember the time ♪

♪ It was just us ♪

♪ You remember the time ♪

(sighing)

- Babe, gotta go.

- All right.

So, I just gotta hang the new clothes up, but,

you know then I'll get a little break.

Gonna come have lunch with me?

- I want to.

I'ma try.

Just gotta see if these rides are done.

You know what, just text me.

I'ma see if I'm done and then I can come over.

- All right.

- All right.

- I was also wondering if, maybe,

I could have a few dollars.

Just in case, you know, if I wanna buy any of the new stuff.

- Right, right.

I knew it was comin', so.

- I wanna look good for you, though.

- I wanna look good.

(August laughing)

All right, here.

- Thank you.

- I'll be back. - Love you.

- Have fun today.

All right.

(upbeat music)

(door beeping)

- Hey girl.

- [Coworker] Hey.

(car starting)

(door thuds)

- How you doin'?

Randy, right?

- Yeah.

- Little late, Randy.

I got an interview I need to be at.

- Traffic.

Sorry, man.

- It's all right. It's okay.

I got another address for you.

That way we won't be havin' any problems.

Right, man?

That's cool.

Yeah?

You look familiar.

- Uh, I grew up around here.

- You play?

You play ball?

- Yeah, yeah I do.

- The park.

- Yeah.

- About six months ago.

You was in the dress shoes and you killed them dudes.

Oh man.

(laughing)

- What's up, man, how you doin'?

- [Rider] That's crazy.

Oh my goodness.

Them dudes.

Hey, they took 400 from me last time.

(music cuts)

Yeah.

- He bigger, stronger, just as fast.

He got better hops and he catch way better.

- No he don't.

- Yes he do.

- All right, but he catch one handed.

- Okay, and?

- Who you think better?

Julio or O'Dell?

- Man, you already know it's Julio, bro.

- Uh, I'm not too sure.

- 'Bout to pop it right here.

- Little boy, you can't pop me.

- Uh huh. - Nuh uh.

- Uh huh. - Nuh uh.

- Uh huh. - Nuh uh.

- Uh huh. - Nuh uh.

- Uh huh. - Nuh uh.

- Hey, hey, hey, chill.

Y'all.

Let me just get y'all to practice.

- Why's he goin' on the field?

(car starting)

(soft music)

(keys jangling)

(women chattering)

(door thuds)

- Hey.

- Hey.

- Hey. - Hi.

- I mean, I think black because you can't see black

through your outfit.

- I know, but red is just, like, more sexy.

- Yeah, but black you can't see them at all.

- Well, I still say red.

Sexual attraction.

- Okay, but black is more of a mystery.

Hey, you're a man.

What do you think?

Black for a mystery?

Or red for instant attraction?

- Uh.

Mystery, I guess.

- See, I like to feel good all the way down to my underwear.

What about you?

What color are yours?

- [Passenger] I'm not wearing any panties. (giggles)

- Okay.

Where to?

(upbeat music)

(car passing by)

- Good evening.

So we're going to Metro Detroit Airport, right?

- So, wasn't you the one that told me I don't wanna

look over my shoulders for the rest of my life?

(gun cocks)

- What up doe?

(upbeat music)

♪ Niggas ain't real ♪

♪ They just act like it ♪

♪ I can hand out academy awards ♪

♪ Always wanna ask me ♪

♪ What happened to your loyalty ♪

♪ Like, nigga, what happened to yours ♪

♪ Always stay down and around in the lobby wit you ♪

♪ I wanna start climbin' the floors ♪

♪ Anxious, like we need some points on the board ♪

♪ Crossover, shoots and he scores ♪

♪ Patience restored ♪

♪ Hey, need direction ♪

♪ I could put you on course ♪

♪ All my women love expensive decor ♪

♪ All them pillows just to throw on the floor ♪

♪ Smoke it, hit it, get it stacked up before ♪

♪ Turn to drama ♪

♪ And I'm pressin' ignore ♪

♪ Over focused on my money and more ♪

♪ You see they're hopin' ♪

♪ Not the owner for yours ♪

♪ Bucko, we can spend the summer on shore ♪

♪ Come see me just for a day ♪

♪ I give you the options ♪

♪ Miami, L.A. ♪

♪ Like, girl, let me take you away ♪

♪ Yeah, this is what loyalty looks like ♪

♪ I'll show you what royalty looks like ♪

♪ I'm a little poor and it looks like ♪

♪ You wonder what more of me looks like ♪

♪ When I spend too much money ♪

♪ It's still not enough money ♪

♪ I been around, nigga ♪

♪ What more do you want from me ♪

♪ Too much never too much ♪

♪ Talk slick, never do much ♪

♪ Too much never too much ♪

♪ Screwed up to the new up ♪

♪ I got a lotta money ♪

♪ So I ain't got no time ♪

♪ Think about nothin' ♪

♪ Got money on my mind ♪

♪ And that's real ♪

♪ I could care less how you feel ♪

♪ All I need's a place of peace ♪

♪ A place to digress ♪

♪ Same thing, none change but the address ♪

♪ All I'm really tryin' to know is where the cash at ♪

♪ I'm just goin' after mine ♪

♪ What you mad at ♪

♪ You ain't care when I ain't have it ♪

♪ You ain't come through with a sandwich ♪

♪ Now you wanna show your face when I'm shined up ♪

♪ Get dropped like a beat or a habit ♪

♪ When I kick it off, I'm pimpin' ♪

♪ Like bros, your time's up ♪

♪ You ain't wanna see me flyin' ♪

♪ Butt grabbin' ♪

♪ A bucket mentality ♪

♪ You ain't even half of me ♪

♪ You burn bridges like calories ♪

♪ Runnin' your mouth is a tragedy ♪

♪ Free water family ♪

♪ All fun and games 'til it's shots fired ♪

♪ Now you wanna go and turn Miss Doubtfire ♪

♪ When there's money on my mind ♪

♪ I be all mine ♪

♪ Like whatever you got inside, outside ♪

♪ I'm up to chill ♪

♪ Top of the hill ♪

♪ Bitches off pills ♪

♪ Plottin' the bill ♪

♪ Profits to build ♪

♪ Kill or be killed ♪

♪ Rainy day money ♪

♪ Every day sunny ♪

♪ When you got them riches ♪

♪ Remember to flip it ♪

♪ All of these trips is becomin' expensive ♪

♪ Too much money ♪

♪ Still not enough money ♪

♪ I been around, nigga ♪

♪ What more do you want from me ♪

♪ Too much never too much ♪

♪ Talk slick, never do much ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Too much never too much ♪

♪ Screwed up til I blew up ♪

♪ I got a lotta money ♪

♪ So I ain't got no time ♪

♪ Think about nothin' ♪

♪ Got money on my mind ♪

♪ And that's real ♪

♪ I could care less how you feel ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Money ♪

♪ Money ♪

♪ On my mind ♪

♪ I get that money all the time ♪

♪ Get it in the morning ♪

♪ Get it in the night ♪

♪ All day ♪

♪ Money, money ♪

♪ Money, money ♪

♪ Let's play ♪

♪ I like what you like ♪

♪ What you got I got ♪