Numbers Lyrics

One, two, three, four, making money, making more

Counting up this paper till my motherfucking fingers sore

Five, six, seven, eight, put that shit up in the safe

Got these numbers running up and I ain't ever catch a case

One, two, three, four, making money, making more

Counting up this paper till my motherfucking fingers sore

Five, six, seven, eight, put that shit up in the safe

Got these numbers running up and I ain't ever catch a case

Top down, i been drinking every day, since the

Lock down, bitch you know it's facts, yeah I'm finna

Pop out, spazzin up on everybody till they

Walk out, graduated but I'm acting like a drop out

I just took a fifth of whiskey, to the face

Habits got me smoking drinking every day

Feeling presidential, but this ain't a race

When they put me down, medicate

Tell me why the fuck she wanna call me daddy huh

Show my lady to the world cuz she a baddy huh

Sipping on the good shit, came up from nattys huh

Tugging on my jeans, she really call me daddy yuh

One, two, three, four, making money, making more

Counting up this paper till my motherfucking fingers sore

Five, six, seven, eight, put that shit up in the safe

Got these numbers running up and I ain't ever catch a case

One, two, three, four, making money, making more

Counting up this paper till my motherfucking fingers sore

Five, six, seven, eight, put that shit up in the safe

Got these numbers running up and I ain't ever catch a case

Trapping, that's just what we do until we make it

Happen, I'll be faded off a bottle when I'm

Rappin, got these motherfuckers round me and they

Cappin, pull up on them, they don't know that I am

Rapid

Like a covid test, I am such a holy mess

I just want a rollie wrist, I don't know why I exist

But it's okay cuz I got a drank

I don't really care what everybody think

Tell me why the fuck she wanna call me daddy huh

Show my lady to the world cuz she a baddy huh

Sipping on the good shit, came up from nattys huh

Tugging on my jeans, she really call me daddy

One, two, three, four, making money, making more

Counting up this paper till my motherfucking fingers sore

Five, six, seven, eight, put that shit up in the safe

Got these numbers running up and I ain't ever catch a case

One, two, three, four, making money, making more

Counting up this paper till my motherfucking fingers sore

Five, six, seven, eight, put that shit up in the safe

Got these numbers running up and I ain't ever catch a case

One, two, three, four, making money, making more

Counting up this paper till my motherfucking fingers sore

One, two, three, four