Money Countin Musik Lyrics

I then Shit talked, Crashed the Whip and Lastly I then put it on

Got to a point where I could turn these niggas to a song

I got a FN, I let it bang It's time to break some bones

I feel like Johnny Dang cause all the beef I got was set in stone

That bitch you steady chasing, I got head from her

I'm always getting top bitch I'm a head hunter

Yellow for the fit, I spilt the wock and now they red thunders

Nigga said he finna spend the block I put some lead on him

I got it popping from the Jump just like a theme song

He thought I couldn't aim until I put this beam on

I called her out and Mr. Put It On still her ringtone

Niggas like some bells, they talking shit they getting dinged on

You watched yo mans pop that opp, boy you just a witness

Paper stacking, all these niggas know I'm 'bout my business

I took his bitch and then she sucked a nigga 'til he finished

Thought that we was cool I popped his ass boy this aint no scrimmage

I'm tryna say that all you niggas lame

I keep a 30 just like Curry and it shoot like dame

I keep these twin drums on me, I don't need to aim

Switch up on this bitch shoot like a glitch, I'm finna break the game

Alright Listen, Cut the blast on

I'm steady talking about some death like this a sad song

I'm spinning blocks these niggas asking me to calm down

But if they talking wet I'm finna get my splash on

Pouring Fours in my pop, I need my ass whipped

Say he lit a nigga up, he got his ass kicked

Sending shots out this blick and I keep running out

But best believe his ass gone end up in a casket

Alright yeah, Yall got a bad omen

Yall ain't making money bitch, you never had motion

Popped his pops now every day for him a sad moment

Crept into his crib after he left his window cracked open

I then Shit talked, Crashed the Whip and lastly I then put it on

Got to a point where I could turn these niggas to a song

Got a FN, I let it bang it's time to break some bones

I feel like Johnny Dang cause all the beef I got was set in stone