Money

[Hook: Lil Slik] All the bad bitches on me All the bad bitches want me My finger tips turn to green All I ever do is count money Don't need a nigga to count it for me I'm addin' up like algebra Don't need a nigga to run up on me [?] Money on my mind Money keep me on my grind I'm with a bad bitch, yeah Money always make me shine Money on my mind Money keep me on my grind I'm with a bad bitch, yeah Money always make me shine [Verse 1: DC Young Fly] These niggas ain't gangsta, keep the banger These niggas ain't put in no work So bring that ass here, boy Cop a chopper that will leave you on shirts, huh Niggas act more groupie than they bitch do I said, "You smokin'?", said, "Nah, but my bitch do" I said, "Cool, Imma hit you 'round see, fool" Bitch gave me the ass so Imma show her what the dick do Count my nigga Fetty Wap, said you got that With the Trap Queen, yeah, I know where the block at Took a trip to Georgia cause I need to cop that Put the tats on her, [?], gotta pop that I love the West Side, home of the brave Crack fiend, nigga, home of the J's If you ain't talkin' 'bout a dollar then I gotta holler Cause I swear my nigga Yay, you want a whole another pay [Hook: Lil Slik] All the bad bitches on me All the bad bitches want me My finger tips turn to green All I ever do is count money Don't need a nigga to count it for me I'm addin' up like algebra Don't need a nigga to run up on me [?] Money on my mind Money keep me on my grind I'm with a bad bitch, yeah Money always make me shine Money on my mind Money keep me on my grind I'm with a bad bitch, yeah Money always make me shine [Verse 2: Lil Slik] I'm addin' money like the cross I need some extra teeth the way I'm really tryna floss It's hard to take a loss, I cannot take a plead My pockets so green, I like peas My lungs so [?], ah straight lean [?], my belly telly telly My safe ain't safe, don't [?] trouble Bitches on me everywhere like I put my peepee on shuffle I'm in this bitch with Fetty Wap, you better watch your bitch You better cop a brick, you better make it flip You talk to cops, you a bitch [Hook: Lil Slik] All the bad bitches on me All the bad bitches want me My finger tips turn to green All I ever do is count money Don't need a nigga to count it for me I'm addin' up like algebra Don't need a nigga to run up on me [?] Money on my mind Money keep me on my grind I'm with a bad bitch, yeah Money always make me shine Money on my mind Money keep me on my grind I'm with a bad bitch, yeah Money always make me shine [Verse 3: Fetty Wap] All I ever do is count guap, countin' up non-stop Run up on me, get shot, .45 keep it cocked ZooWap from the block, [?] sellin' rocks That nigga tellin' he a cop, he runnin' 'round with the ops Fuck a oposition, ain't no competition Keep a handgun when I'm lane switchin' Seventeen sippin' with the lean dippin' Magazine hit 'em, thirty-three pimpin' Fuck a oposition, ain't no competition Keep a handgun when I'm lane switchin' Seventeen sippin' with the lean dippin' Magazine hit 'em, thirty-three pimpin' [Hook: Lil Slik] All the bad bitches on me All the bad bitches want me My finger tips turn to green All I ever do is count money Don't need a nigga to count it for me I'm addin' up like algebra Don't need a nigga to run up on me [?] Money on my mind Money keep me on my grind I'm with a bad bitch, yeah Money always make me shine Money on my mind Money keep me on my grind I'm with a bad bitch, yeah Money always make me shine