歌词
(Uh, uh) Uh
Fifth
Pyrex, turn me up
Uh, **** goin' on man
Peace, crush pulled up in a double cup
I swear I pulled up in a Bentley truck (Facts)
These *****s be mad, they be switchin' up
All the money, huh, why would I give a ****
Three ******* want me, eenie miney moe
Percocet, molly, a little coke
Gettin' head, smokin' weed while I pour the po'
I'm a hustler, neck and my wrist so froze
I stand out like a centerfold
Back to back foreigns, it's where I go
I keep this sh!t on me everywhere I go
So many hunnids my bankroll don't fold
I trap it, I get it, it's already sold
Jump off the jet, no stylist my drip
My chain looked like it jumped off a jet ski
It's gon' take more than D-Bo to scare me
We ain't the same, don't compare me
Rosemary diamonds imported from Paris
Spent a whole M without havin' a deal
Sizzle my brother, I'm shootin' to kill
Lawyer just cost me a fifty, plus
It got me back pourin' the lean up
I **** on your spouse all over the couch
D!ck in her mouth, d!ckin' her out
Count it up, money machine it
Count it up, money machine it
Count it up, money machine it
Count it up, money machine it
I had a dream, shit ain't what it seems
Count it up, money machine it
Count it up, money machine it
Count it up, money machine it
I got work, I got pints and pills
Count it up, money machine it
Count it up, money machine it
Count it up, money machine it
FN no kick back, rappin', sendin' packs
Just to get them racks
Count it up, money machine it
Count it up, money machine it
Red bottoms bleedin', dressed in all red like a demon
I be splurgin' for no reason
They tryna have *********s now that I'm eatin'
Bon appetit, I mix and match drip, I be fresh for no reason
I was blowin' it down, got kicked out The Four Seasons
**** all you Instagram hoes in my leisure
I pop a Perc', I go titanium
You rappers are so WrestleMania (Facts)
I got it, I keep it, it stay with me
Poppin' Percs, sippin' lean, ease the pain away
Back to back foreigns, they slidin' the gang way
They wanna be down, so they do it the gang way
All this money around, how I'm gon' have a frown face
Pay my lawyer them racks, like I better not do one day
I flew with these hands like my ***** with the foreplay
Everything tight when I'm splashin' the court
Meet all my plugs on the dock or the boat
My ice fresh off of the slopes, get it and go
Cookin' that work in the spot, please don't get close to the stove
Yeah, anything goes, play with the gang
Gave it all that I got
But n!ggas still come up with plots to try to know me out my spot
Count it up, money machine it
Count it up, money machine it
Count it up, money machine it
Count it up, money machine it
I had a dream, shit ain't what it seems
Count it up, money machine it
Count it up, money machine it
Count it up, money machine it
I got work, I got pints and pills
Count it up, money machine it
Count it up, money machine it
Count it up, money machine it
FN no kick back, rappin', sendin' packs
Just to get them racks
Count it up, money machine it
Count it up, money machine it
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