OOOH OOOH OOOH

[Verse 1: Sir Michael Rocks] Count my money ain't a damn thing changed Fuck you nigga I ain’t riding no train I may hit this bitch by myself don’t make Boldy reach for that belt Cuz if he reach you might need some help TPC we on zans and lean The money be dirty but my hands are clean Spent like 30 for the watch and ring Splashy shit that classy shit, drugs all in my cabinet Pop shrooms and molly too, pop a ace on acid trips In Sak's shopping with a squad of hitta's balmain on all the niggas I’m on south beach with my Florida niggas We eating swordfish with all the bitches And you know the play see all of this money we running today She packing her bags like she running away She said she be back but she coming to stay Rolling on that grape, them hoes all up in my face I’m so gone man I’m baked, I’m high, we going up into space [Hook] Its like ooooh ooooh ooooh Your girl can get it too Ooooh ooooh ooooh You see me in the coupe Like ooooh ooooh ooooh Ain't that a damn shame Like ooooh ooooh ooooh You standing in the rain I keep Flexing I keep texting I keep sexing, she say she got a room at the west-in Its like ooooh ooooh ooooh Ain't that a damn shame Like ooooh ooooh ooooh [Verse 2: Sir Michael Rocks] Im Neiman Mark, im big time She calling my phone I switch lines Asking to handle my doe stack I keep telling that bitch that’s it’s just fine SK that’s my left leg Tris man like my right side I can’t sleep for too long I do it more when I die Young nigga money finna come right to him When I get them checks I’m throw em right to him Like oh damn two hands ain’t enough for me to count this shit Like oh boy that’s her giving back shots till her back hurt In a lambo truck when her pants come down And her hands go up and that shirt come off One time for my ex girl yes girl you so quick to take it off She can ride it all night girl right girl plus that ass be super soft Baby Banco know so ho try to slow your roll I’m busting down and im x pipping, take a flat chest bitch out chest shopping [Hook]