Smokin’ Weed Countin’ Money Birdman (Ft. DJ E Feezy, Flow (YM) & Jae Millz)

[Intro: DJ E-Feezy]
You see? It’s four necessities in life
Fuckin the baddest bitches you only see on TV
Sippin on that GT in the VIP
Smoking the best weed from out of the country
And countin this money
Preferably by the hundreds

[Verse 1: Flow]
Red Chuck Taylors, red laces with my red socks
Red bandana round my gun with the red dot
And I only smoke Swisher Sweets out the red boxes
Bangin' like a rifle, I’m bloody like a headshot
Smoking on blunts wit the number one stunna
And he don’t even roll em, he just gut em then he stuff em
Since I’m with Young Money all these hoes wanna fuck me
But I’mma big dog and they tryna have puppies
Y'all better bool out before we stomp yall niggas
I’m from the east but I front just some uptown niggas
Yea bitch, you better learn how to thank
‘Fore I put this skateboard up and go and get that thang

[Chorus: Flow]
I need to call up the herb man
So I can smoke a whole pound with The Birdman
Yea, yea you know I’m smoking scummy
And I’m bloody, if you aks me what I’m doin I’mma say I’m countin money
I like smoking weed and countin money
(We ain’t doin nothing but get money over here)
I like…
It’s Millz
Smokin weed and countin money