Money Counter

Текст песни Woah Vicky - Money Counter

[Chorus]
Pull up in a whip I be goin’ off (goin' off)
Fendi head to toe I be showing' off (showin' off)
Why you playing hard when you know you’re soft (know you're soft)
Girl you just a worker I’m a fucking boss (fuckin' boss)
Backflip, make the money
Summer sauce (summer sauce)
If it ain’t about the money I don’t wanna talk (nope)
If you ain’t gang-gang, you ain’t one of us (bitch)

Money counter watch me run it up (run it up)
Money counter watch me run it up (yeah)
Money counter watch me run it up (lame)
Money counter watch me run it up (lame)
Money counter watch me run it up

[Verse 1]
Well especially I’m fucking your man up in my Louis clothes
Swirbly I’m riding the beamer I’m finna get em
Gone esveal on these bitches be hatin but I don’t hear em
Know that choppa blow
Ain’t mad at him just if he playin’ slow
Bitches hate me, hoes wanna date me
I just wanna frangis
Peing pangis make them go crazy
He tryna have my baby
Biggie baby no Timmy Turner I make the kid crazy
Only type to hit up the bags as much as Tom Brady
Bitches hate me pockets get slammed
That's why they acting shady
Going crazy did it myself (bitch)
Can't nobody said they made me
Doing eighty all in the freeway
That money when I'm chasing (yeah)
I ain't basic rocking designer but I ain't even made it (no cap)
[Chorus]
Pull up in a whip I be goin’ off (goin' off)
Fendi head to toe I be showing' off (showin' off)
Why you playing hard when you know you’re soft (know you're soft)
Girl you just a worker I’m a fucking' boss (fuckin' boss)
Backflip, make the money
Summer sauce (summer sauce)
If it ain’t about the money I don’t wanna talk (nope)
If you ain’t gang-gang, you ain’t one of us (bitch)

Money counter watch me run it up (run it up)
Money counter watch me run it up (yeah)
Money counter watch me run it up (lame)
Money counter watch me run it up (lame)
Money counter watch me run it up

[Verse 2]
Money counter watch me run up bandz (yup)
Hated from the sideline when they really fans (bitch)
I'ma pull up flexing (kurr)
Pull up in the vans
Be like Lil Uzi in my pockets
Dead friends (No cap)
They know me I'm vicky
Everything drippy
Bet your boyfriend miss me hit him with a Quickie (bet)
If you book me for a show I'm bringing gang with me (Yeah)
You ain't getting to no money you can't hang with me (Nope)
Money counter watch me run it up (run it up)
Bitches think they fucking with me really dumb as fuck (bitch)
How you getting to a band with a hundred bucks (broke)
You ain't doing nothing major get your money up (period)
[Chorus]
Pull up in a whip I be goin’ off (goin' off)
Fendi head to toe I be showing off (showin' off)
Why you playing hard when you know you’re soft (know your soft)
Girl you just a worker I’m a fucking' boss (fuckin' boss)
Backflip, make the money
Summer sauce (summer sauce)
If it ain’t about the money I don’t wanna talk (nope)
If you ain’t gang-gang, you ain’t one of us (bitch)

Money counter watch me run it up (run it up)
Money counter watch me run it up (yeah)
Money counter watch me run it up (lame)
Money counter watch me run it up (lame)
Money counter watch me run it up