Counting G's
[Verse] Bitch, I'm making moolah like O G Stare at my money, get lit like a stogie Okay, I'm the dopest, sell it if you stole it Stupid fuck, I'll cut you up and put you in a hoagie Flows so piff, I don't even need bricks I'm with my homie Rick, he don't even need kicks But if I said he breathes Knicks, would you believe it Ask me for a stripper, I gave him three tricks [Chorus] Honestly, I'm counting G's You can't touch me, believe Bust traps for me, wrap packs for cheese Honestly, I'm counting G's [Verse] No, I play no games, bust traps around this bitch If you need drugs, I keep dubs around this bitch Yes, I'm the best at fucking rapping, bitch And y'all the best at only sucking dick If you stay paid, then I'm a daily check Play Lou and your homies lay you down to rest I bet there's no touching me I make my hands land a jab for me [Chorus]Honestly, I'm counting G's You can't touch me, believe Bust traps for me, wrap packs for cheese Honestly, I'm counting G's
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