money counter
Ayy
Ayy, ayy
(Beat Plugs)
Money counter, fuck a bank
Money counter, fuck a bank (Cash Carti)
Uh, ayy, ayy, yeah
(Carti, Cash Carti)
Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy
(Yeah)
(Plugs)
Robin jeans with the wings
She pop a bean and fuck my team
Ridin' with a triple beam
I put that shit on everything
Lookin' like I robbed a bank
Triple Cs made her faint
Servin' fiends, switchin' lanes
Money counter, fuck a bank
(Plugs)
Money counter, fuck a bank
Money counter, fuck a bank
Triple Cs made her faint
Servin' fiends, switchin' lanes
Money counter, fuck a bank
Money counter, fuck a bank
Money counter, fuck a bank
Money counter, fuck a bank
Uh, on my jewelry, man
I spent that on my jewelry, man, uh
On my jewelry, man
I can't tuck no jewelry, man, uh
Really 'bout them bands
I'm like, "Fuck the jury, man," uh (Bands, bands, bands)
Nigga, ain't playing
Boolin' with my toolie, man
(Plugs)
With my toolie, man
Trappin' with my fully mag, uh (Trap)
With my fully mag
Blowin' on that stupid stank (Yeah)
It was just the other day (Yeah)
Damn, I couldn't make a play (Yeah)
All a nigga had was faith (Yeah)
Now I'm counting every day, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Cash Carti)
Robin jeans with the wings
She pop a bean and fuck my team
Ridin' with a triple beam
I put that shit on everything
Lookin' like I robbed a bank
Triple Cs made her faint
(Plugs)
Servin' fiends, switchin' lanes
Money counter, fuck a bank
Money counter, fuck a bank
Money counter, fuck a bank
Triple Cs made her faint
Servin' fiends, switchin' lanes
Money counter, fuck a bank
Money counter, fuck a bank