Trap Convo Lyrics

I done ran that money, all the way, up, up, up Money counter, I ain't got no paper cut, uh, uh

I done ran that money, I done wait, up, up, up Money counter, I ain't got no paper cut, uh, uh

Seen you post yo money, put that lil shit up, up, up I've been counting paper, but it ain't enough, uh, uh

I just pop my shit, I don't get no fuck When you get some money, you better put some up

Smoking on that za, this shit here got me stuck the way I ran it up, they swear that shit was luck

Totin pistols, chrome heart shirt off, uh I don't really know the fuck that y'all on

All these P's, I just need them all gone Me, & my nigga Nunie, get them all gone

Money counter, count it up Sha'carri Richardson I ran that shit way up

It's Loyal Gang or you can shut the fuck up a nigga like me got this shit straight out the mud

I done ran the money, I done wait, up, up, up Money counter, I ain't got no paper cut, uh, uh

Say you post your money, put that lil shit up, up, up I've been counting paper, but it ain't enough, uh, uh

I just pop my shit, I don't get no fuck When you get some money, you better put some up

Smoking all that za, this shit here got me stuck The way I ran it up, they swear to that shit was luck