Back tha Club Caskey

[Intro]
Counting money and shit
Counting money, all this brand new shit
In the back the club

[Hook]
Ay, all my bitches stacking up, in the back the club
Fill the plastic bag, can you stack enough?
Throw the ones, throw the tens, throw a stack of dubs
She ain't tryin' to fuck, she just clap it up
Yeah, whoa, in the back the club
Fill the plastic bag, can you stack it up?
Throw the ones, throw the tens, throw a stack of dubs
She ain't tryin' to fuck, just want money up

[Verse 1]
All my bitches stack money, call your daddy
But you know this ain't her dad money
You all off inside the corner acting mad funny (Strange)
She gon' pass the ball before, now she gon' pass it to me, yeah
She gon' hit the stage, she gon' twerk it for some big faces
Y'all amazed, we came up, bought us six cases (Really balling)
We throwing scholarships, her ass is super tatted
You know a lot of girls, but you gotta have it
First time that she hit the stage, pulled up in the Caddy (Skrrt!)
Skrrt off in that Lexus, damn, girl, you know you're savvy
Forgot her name 'cause now everybody call her "Baddy"
Girl, you know you're savage, she got expensive habits