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Countin Money Lyrics[Intro: KoldWorld]
(Main cooked it up)
(On the bullshit, on the block like Noah)
I ain't really drop the— it's the pit
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: KoldWorld]
Fuck her brains out, make her say, "Shit" (Shh, fuck)
We gettin' rich off the Garfield and the pit (And the pit)
I been gettin' sick from that drank, think I need a sip (Think I need a sip)
Fake smack her in her face when she give me lip (Bitch)
Pocket full of blue faces while I'm ridin' with these rocks (With these rocks)
I ain't catch my target, so I told 'em spin the block (Shh)
I paid for a very expensive top (Yop)
They gon' catch him at his brother funeral, that cost a lot (That cost a lot)
I'ma catch him comin' out that casino parking lot (Yeah)
I get this kush straight from granny, pullin' out that parking spot
I just popped a half an Addy and it made me fuck a lot (Made me fuck a lot)
Vanilla cream down her throat, made her suck a lot (I made her suck a lot)
I be skatin' on thin ice, I use my puck a lot (Use my puck a lot)
I can jugg up the bag or rappin', I'm a juggernaut (I'm a juggernaut)
I'll keep it straight up and ask you is you gon' fuck or not? (You gon' fuck or not?)
All that sip, just caught me gettin' high, he an astronaut ('Naut)

[Verse 2: YounginSoSleaze]
Shootin' with his eyes closed, call him Stevie (Bah)
Told 'em I'ma wrap this shit up, they ain't believe me (They ain't believe me)
Fuckin' 'round and kissed the cup, said I stopped leanin' (Still on it)
Countin' money fast, time to blow a bag at Neimans (Yeah)
These niggas be tweakin', who they think they playin' with? (Who you?)
I be quick to spin a nigga block, it get dangerous (I'm on that)
Tryna hit you and every nigga that you came with (Yeah)
Make a nigga nose kiss the ground, better not say shit (Shh)
That nigga be fakin' (Fakin'), he ain't got no hustle (Ain't got no hustle)
Niggas out here broke tryna fonk, pick a struggle (What you on?)
Doin' all that flexin', now he stripped, can't move a muscle
Niggas really out here sharin' 40s like they uncle (Uh)
These niggas in trouble (Yeah), know they finna feel me (Yeah)
Played roles on a bitch, now she know the real me (She know the real me)
Starin' at this pint, it keep sayin', "Better seal me" (I'm finna pour it)
I'ma be this way forever 'til them niggas kill me (Until they kill me)