COUNTING MONEY Lyrics

What if

Shawty see my ice

I never smoke on spice

But my shawty's eating rice

Yeah, them asian really nice

She got some ass and tiddies

And she nice and pretty

Shawty's, shawty's, shawty's, shawty's, shawty's, shawty's

They be lurking on that bag, eat that van, bring that party, I was switching on that bag, yeah

But I can't switch on my team, switch on my gang

I just die on my fam, I just die on my fam, I just die for my friends

I get that money, then I'm really counting bands woah

shawty know that I will have some ice

Shawty know that I ain't got no spice

She looking nice tonight

I count that money so fast

And my fingers, they blast

Pow pow pow pow pow

Yeah, I'm scooping while I'm rapping

I roll a Weezy when I'm rapping

Actually, I mean a dusty

That dusty brown, but I don't smoke it with my duke

I'm in it, duke, I'm in it

But I was flexing up with duke

I'm in the kitchen popping, ain't no exorcism, ain't no supers

I go shopping and I wear a suit

All these niggas, they be flexing, they got hella coupes

I don't need a coupe, need Range Rovers and Bentley trucks

I need an SUV not pills

All these niggas stuck, they stuck on drugs

And I don't fuck with that shit, yeah, I'm a Vamp

But I really don't do drugs in this bitch, pow, pow

I really like my fam

I really like my choppers

I really like that money and the fame

But I really love my family for first

I love the hustle and the game

I ain't never die for fame

And I ain't never seen my soul manifest and they blessed

All my niggas, they take care

Money counting up, money counting up so fast

When my fingers, they gon' blast, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow

Yeah, I like it

Yeah, I like it

No, I love it

I love the hustle I'm a vamp, not a druggist