[Chorus]
(Ayy)
Ayy, yeah
Plug
Yeah, yeah
I need a money counter
I need a money counter (Money counter)
I need a money counter (I need a money counter)
I need a money counter
We weighing shit around here, boy (We weighing shit around here, boy)
We weighing shit around here, boy, yeah
We weighing shit around here, boy (We weighing shit around here, boy)
Weighing shit around here (Yeah)
I need a money counter, yeah, yeah
[Verse]
Ayy, I be in the Lexus switchin' lanes (Skrr-skrr)
I got designer on my waist, pussy on my face
We be smokin' boof pack 'round my way
Pourin' lean and codeine, man, I love the taste, yeah
Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
Bitch just wan' fuck with the kid, bitch just wan' suck on the dick
Ayy, big 30 on me, I'ma let that shit bang
Why you niggas lame? Y'all can't hang with my gang, gang
You paid two hundred for a fake chain
Give a fuck about a bitch, give a fuck about a teacher
I might let that shit spray
Put the K right at your face
Ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I hang with the killers and robbers
I might just fuck on your daughter (I might just fuck on your daughter)
I might just slaughter your daughter
Young nigga whippin' the water (Chee)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Trappin' out a two-door coupe
Tell my mama, "Don't worry, I'ma do this shit for you"
When I keep the fuckin' lean I dropped a four inside my foreign
I might pull up on your bitch (Yeah)
I might swerve inside that coupe
I got 30 on me, nigga
Don't fuck with my crew
I got 30 on me, nigga
Who the fuck is you?
Bitch, I let that shit bang
Let that shit swing (Yeah)
Bitch, it's Lil O
All my niggas finna bang
I got pistols on the block, bitch
Pistols on the block, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Money counter, fuck a bank
Only smokin' stupid stank
Only smokin' stupid dank
All my niggas from the coast
Forgiatos on my whip
Forgiatos on my whip (Skrr-skrr)
If I need them fuckin' racks bitch, I hit that fuckin' lick
Yeah, they know it's Lil O
I might pull up with the pole
Bitch, I let that shit blow
Smoking on that stupid sto
Smoking on that stupid dro
Get the lean, I poured a four
Swervin' all your fuckin' hoes
She don't like Molly, sniffin' coke
(Ayy)
Ayy, yeah
Plug
Yeah, yeah
I need a money counter
I need a money counter (Money counter)
I need a money counter (I need a money counter)
I need a money counter
We weighing shit around here, boy (We weighing shit around here, boy)
We weighing shit around here, boy, yeah
We weighing shit around here, boy (We weighing shit around here, boy)
Weighing shit around here (Yeah)
I need a money counter, yeah, yeah
[Verse]
Ayy, I be in the Lexus switchin' lanes (Skrr-skrr)
I got designer on my waist, pussy on my face
We be smokin' boof pack 'round my way
Pourin' lean and codeine, man, I love the taste, yeah
Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
Bitch just wan' fuck with the kid, bitch just wan' suck on the dick
Ayy, big 30 on me, I'ma let that shit bang
Why you niggas lame? Y'all can't hang with my gang, gang
You paid two hundred for a fake chain
Give a fuck about a bitch, give a fuck about a teacher
I might let that shit spray
Put the K right at your face
Ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I hang with the killers and robbers
I might just fuck on your daughter (I might just fuck on your daughter)
I might just slaughter your daughter
Young nigga whippin' the water (Chee)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Trappin' out a two-door coupe
Tell my mama, "Don't worry, I'ma do this shit for you"
When I keep the fuckin' lean I dropped a four inside my foreign
I might pull up on your bitch (Yeah)
I might swerve inside that coupe
I got 30 on me, nigga
Don't fuck with my crew
I got 30 on me, nigga
Who the fuck is you?
Bitch, I let that shit bang
Let that shit swing (Yeah)
Bitch, it's Lil O
All my niggas finna bang
I got pistols on the block, bitch
Pistols on the block, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Money counter, fuck a bank
Only smokin' stupid stank
Only smokin' stupid dank
All my niggas from the coast
Forgiatos on my whip
Forgiatos on my whip (Skrr-skrr)
If I need them fuckin' racks bitch, I hit that fuckin' lick
Yeah, they know it's Lil O
I might pull up with the pole
Bitch, I let that shit blow
Smoking on that stupid sto
Smoking on that stupid dro
Get the lean, I poured a four
Swervin' all your fuckin' hoes
She don't like Molly, sniffin' coke
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