[Chorus]
Uh, sit back count my blessings
Money that my best friend, my best friend
Money that my best- (Bleh, bleh, bleh, bleh)
Bitch, can't fuck with no Yes Men
Boolin' sippin' Hi-Tech, yeah, with Stefan
Shoot shit just like Stephen
Uh, sit back count my blessings
Money that my best friend, my best friend
Money that my best- (Bleh, bleh, bleh, bleh)
Bitch, can't fuck with no Yes Men
[Verse]
It's gon' be no answer, no questions
You can't come in my section
It's some little niggas looking up to me, I gotta put on for 'еm
I just spent about a hunnid fifty on some Louis V, ain't evеn put 'em on
[?] man that shit was pitiful
I don't even got to do shit, now the money flowing, all this shit residual
And yes, we be stickin' to the code, never fold, and that's a principle
We was in the class countin' all the cash, never gave a fuck about no principle
Only worried about the bag, all my niggas count the money all like it's a ritual
Oh, I guess them niggas mad, but if you ain't talking money, nigga, I ain't dissin' you
Hm? Mhm
I got some rocks hanging from my chain
Yeah, I got some racks and they on the floor
Lil' bro on the block, tryna let it rain
Yeah, I got them rocks, and I never change
These niggas be catfishing on they page
Little hoe tried to touch on my pockets, as soon as she did she slapped in her face, Blueface
Little nigga tried to run up on me, he end up [?], and a G32 on my waist
These nigga not fucking with me, if I'm fucking with bitches, I act like one of them all on that gay shit
It's a hundred degrees, and I'm back on that shit, nigga stop all the [?] this shit look like the Pacers
I got 3 different hoes tryna be the mother of my son, I ain't talkin' bout Gazer
Uh, yeah, yeah
Uh, sit back count my blessings
Money that my best friend, my best friend
Money that my best- (Bleh, bleh, bleh, bleh)
Bitch, can't fuck with no Yes Men
Boolin' sippin' Hi-Tech, yeah, with Stefan
Shoot shit just like Stephen
Uh, sit back count my blessings
Money that my best friend, my best friend
Money that my best- (Bleh, bleh, bleh, bleh)
Bitch, can't fuck with no Yes Men
[Verse]
It's gon' be no answer, no questions
You can't come in my section
It's some little niggas looking up to me, I gotta put on for 'еm
I just spent about a hunnid fifty on some Louis V, ain't evеn put 'em on
[?] man that shit was pitiful
I don't even got to do shit, now the money flowing, all this shit residual
And yes, we be stickin' to the code, never fold, and that's a principle
We was in the class countin' all the cash, never gave a fuck about no principle
Only worried about the bag, all my niggas count the money all like it's a ritual
Oh, I guess them niggas mad, but if you ain't talking money, nigga, I ain't dissin' you
Hm? Mhm
I got some rocks hanging from my chain
Yeah, I got some racks and they on the floor
Lil' bro on the block, tryna let it rain
Yeah, I got them rocks, and I never change
These niggas be catfishing on they page
Little hoe tried to touch on my pockets, as soon as she did she slapped in her face, Blueface
Little nigga tried to run up on me, he end up [?], and a G32 on my waist
These nigga not fucking with me, if I'm fucking with bitches, I act like one of them all on that gay shit
It's a hundred degrees, and I'm back on that shit, nigga stop all the [?] this shit look like the Pacers
I got 3 different hoes tryna be the mother of my son, I ain't talkin' bout Gazer
Uh, yeah, yeah
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