Mene Gene, 64jit - Money Counter Lyrics

Frrr yeah
That's the money counter all you hear is the beep
Racks in my pocket your bitch comin to me
In that push the start whip you don't put in the key
(Yeah)
Heard that boy wanna feature it come with a fee
With that dud duh duh fye you get put on a tee
Suck me up in the whip so don't fuck up the seats
Pull up on the scene and we leave em deceased
This choppa too hot its 200 degrees
No I don't wanna fuck baby get on your knees
Give a fuck bouta hoe cuz she come from the streets
These niggas like bitches they get too attached
Can't none of these niggas come close to my racks
Ain't having my back
So you not my slatt
When I buss on her back
That's the day she relax
Been helping my mood by smokin on thrax
No Fendi
No Fendi
No Fendi
No facts
Lights camera action I'm pullin her tracks
I hit record and she give me the sex
I plead the fifth and I go hit up Saks
Perc in my body my muscle relax
Fuck nigga trippin he can't get a dap
Pour me some drank got the pint in my lap
By the racks
Frrr yeah
That's the money counter all you hear is the beep
Racks in my pocket your bitch comin to me
In that push the start whip you don't put in the key
(Yeah)
Heard that boy wanna feature it come with a fee
With that dud duh duh fye you get put on a tee
Suck me up in the whip so don't fuck up the seats
Said I'm on that dirty dirty
I'm floating I popped me two thirty thirties
I just caught up with shawty she used to curve me
Swear that pussy be pink like it's kirby kirby
Feel like Gunna can't see through these Cartier lens
We bust with that choppa we bust out the van
I turn on the flash she gon fuck on the cam
She wanna do it again and again
Stand on my money 6'4" like the jit
Witta red key goin as fast as it get
She see that we lit she want hop in the mix
She take out her phone and she start takin flicks
I slide to the ock just to get me a fix
If it ain't the wock then I'm sippin on tris
Two 3's inna day imma pour me a 6
I'm sippin I'm falling deep in the abyss
Frrr yeah
That's the money counter all you hear is the beep
Racks in my pocket your bitch comin to me
In that push the start whip you don't put in the key
(Yeah)
Heard that boy wanna feature it come with a fee
With that dud duh duh fye you get put on a tee
Suck me up in the whip so don't fuck up the seats

Frrr yeah
That's the money counter all you hear is the beep
Racks in my pocket your bitch comin to me
In that push the start whip you don't put in the key
(Yeah)
Heard that boy wanna feature it come with a fee
With that dud duh duh fye you get put on a tee
Suck me up in the whip so don't fuck up the seats
Pull up on the scene and we leave em deceased
This choppa too hot its 200 degrees
No I don't wanna fuck baby get on your knees
Give a fuck bouta hoe cuz she come from the streets
These niggas like bitches they get too attached
Can't none of these niggas come close to my racks
Ain't having my back
So you not my slatt
When I buss on her back
That's the day she relax
Been helping my mood by smokin on thrax
No Fendi
No Fendi
No Fendi
No facts
Lights camera action I'm pullin her tracks
I hit record and she give me the sex
I plead the fifth and I go hit up Saks
Perc in my body my muscle relax
Fuck nigga trippin he can't get a dap
Pour me some drank got the pint in my lap
By the racks
Frrr yeah
That's the money counter all you hear is the beep
Racks in my pocket your bitch comin to me
In that push the start whip you don't put in the key
(Yeah)
Heard that boy wanna feature it come with a fee
With that dud duh duh fye you get put on a tee
Suck me up in the whip so don't fuck up the seats
Said I'm on that dirty dirty
I'm floating I popped me two thirty thirties
I just caught up with shawty she used to curve me
Swear that pussy be pink like it's kirby kirby
Feel like Gunna can't see through these Cartier lens
We bust with that choppa we bust out the van
I turn on the flash she gon fuck on the cam
She wanna do it again and again
Stand on my money 6'4" like the jit
Witta red key goin as fast as it get
She see that we lit she want hop in the mix
She take out her phone and she start takin flicks
I slide to the ock just to get me a fix
If it ain't the wock then I'm sippin on tris
Two 3's inna day imma pour me a 6
I'm sippin I'm falling deep in the abyss
Frrr yeah
That's the money counter all you hear is the beep
Racks in my pocket your bitch comin to me
In that push the start whip you don't put in the key
(Yeah)
Heard that boy wanna feature it come with a fee
With that dud duh duh fye you get put on a tee
Suck me up in the whip so don't fuck up the seats