Count Up My Money
(专辑: BLO: The Movie - 2019)
DJ Durel Started with nothing, I
had to go get it I
ain't have no help, nah Pablo Juan Yeah Started with nothing, we had to go get it I
came from the
bottom, we straight out the
trenches Niggas hating, they ain't stopping shit Gotta stay 'way from the
counterfeit I
count up my money, then fuck on a
bitch Spend five thousand on one outfit And we get that free bread like the
Outback I'm the
plug, I
don't shop at the
outlet Chasing that money, ain't worried 'bout nothing else Had to get it, I
did it my damn self And that bitch ain't get right so she got left Kicking shit like karate, a
black belt I'ma spend this shit 'til ain't no cash left I'm in her once a
year like a
pap smear And we leaning, you know we don't drink beer I
pull up with three hoes and a
reindeer I
like foreign shit, I
got a
foreign bitch Jump in that foreign whip, her ass got a
perfect grip I
blow the
bag when I
got Saks Fifth Pussy too wet, I
just might slip When I
get dressed, somebody get killed I
just be medicating on strips Go to Vegas just to shop on the
strip Drinking out the
bottle, fucking with models She got good head, we call her a
scholar Turtleneck and my shoes is Prada My neck and her pussy got something in common Bustdown Rollie, she gon' bust down this wallet Got you looking for your ho like Where's Waldo? She was fine, I
can't lie, I
raw dogged her Hoodrich got money, plugs, and revolvers Fuck her, then I
might not even call her I
was just chasing that money, I'm sorry When I
was young, I
wanted to be a
baller I
could tell she a
freak when I
saw her My circle small but my money getting taller Ooh, balling too hard, I
just crossed her Drinking that lean, need the
Wockhardt I
got this water, I'm dripping, sloshing Started with nothing, we had to go get it I
came from the
bottom, we straight out the
trenches Niggas hating, they ain't stopping shit Gotta stay 'way from the
counterfeit I
count up my money, then fuck on a
bitch Spend five thousand on one outfit And we get that free bread like the
Outback I'm the
plug, I
don't shop at the
outlet Chasing that money, ain't worried 'bout nothing else Had to get it, I
did it my damn self And that bitch ain't get right so she got left Kicking shit like karate, a
black belt I'ma spend this shit 'til ain't no cash left I'm in her once a
year like a
pap smear And we leaning, you know we don't drink beer I
pull up with three hoes and a
reindeer