Money counter, need that
She know a nigga getting big racks
Going up, going up
Yeah, that easter pink all in my double cup
Thirty five hundred for these leans, another fifteen for these pants
I love you so much, that's why I lied to you
I'm smoking on gas, it's clouds in the room
Bitch, I'm the thot slayer, got two hoes kissing
You hurt your own feelings, should've mind your business
Put my dick inside her now she creaming
I keep shooting the club up, I ain't leave a witness
She keep asking how I do it
Troop stay sober, she love how I move
You like how I live, boy, you wanna make it
Just popped another pill now she dancing nakеd
This bitch wanna fuck me, she think that I'm famous
I'm with my demons, wе booling with satan
Zelly just pulled up, we both got a call
Just smoked through a pound at the 401 lofts
A hundred thousand on my neck, it's so glossy
Bad bitch put her lips on my dingaling
The world is mine, girl, I can get anything
Where's your man, I be standing all in the ring
This some foreign shit that you cannot pronounce
I'm like: Ring-ring, baby girl, come out
You been playing with me
I think I want you to stay me
She love my tattoos, her favorite is scream
I'm in the sky like a scraper
Lately, I been getting too much paper
Everybody keep on asking for favors
Designer guns, you gon' die over fashion
Hitting hoes like a nigga playing madden
Legal money, the bitch thought I was trapping
This the life of a nigga that's having
She wanna be with me, I don't do shit average
Money counter, need that
She know a nigga getting big racks
Going up, going up
Yeah, that easter pink all in my double cup
Thirty five hundred for these leans, another fifteen for these pants
I love you so much, that's why I lied to you
I'm smoking on gas, it's clouds in the room
Bitch, I'm the thot slayer, got two hoes kissing
You hurt your own feelings, should've mind your business
Put my dick inside her now she creaming
I keep shooting the club up, I ain't leave a witness
