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Bitch
I've been countin' money all day, sittin' back, callin' plays
The coupe sits so low to the Earth, now watch it crawl away
That's a kit, my nigga Snoopy back, I give it all away
I used to rock the Donci's every outfit, back when dog was great
I was showin' love, smilin' for you, back when y'all was straight
Hustlin' for the money, tryna get up out my mama place
Yeah, bills paid, money straight, I'm fresh as hell, but runnin' late
She say she don't know what to do to you, I told her: Run away
I just went two days, I'm good with the drink, now I got stomach pains
Right now, I'm gettin' high fee off this Tesla, with my stomach shaved
My lil' nigga wanna get high when that money made
Niggas tried to hop on when we took off, this another train
We ain't got no business even speakin' if you fuckin' lames
You ain't got no business even thinkin' you could fuck with 'Face
She lied, that's the spite when that bitch purple grey
How I drop and pick it up? That foreign scratch a whip
Yeah, countin' money all day, been countin' all day
Countin' money all day, been countin' all day
I done came a long way, I came a long way
I done came a long way, I came a long way
Countin' money all day, I'm countin' all day
Countin' money all day, I'm countin' all day
I done came a long way, I came a long way
I done came a long way, I came a long way (Yes, sir)
I've been countin' money all day (All day), I came a long way
Bitch, I'm in L. A., droppin' forty, like LeBron James
Movin' too fast on that drink, I done went the wrong way
I say: Bae, you in good hands, like this AllState, nigga
When you speakin' on my name, don't forget I'm a go-getter
I ain't got no time to play and I ain't playin' with no nigga
Huh, crackers on my trail, they label me a dope dealer
I was fuck-nigga free, before you even heard GloRilla
I'm in L.A. makin' plays, like the Clippers, baby
Walk in the mall and spend a thousand on some slippers, baby
I'm flyin' state to state, networkin' with killers, baby
Dog nigga with dog shit, I'm Dlow Clifford, baby
Real street nigga, I was in the trenches every night
Pop that pussy, baby, I'll get you what you like
My diamonds dumb, every time you see 'em, they wanna fight
I'm on first class flights, eatin' chicken and rice
Yeah, countin' money all day, been countin' all day
Countin' money all day, been countin' all day
I done came a long way, I came a long way
I done came a long way, I came a long way
Countin' money all day, I'm countin' all day
Countin' money all day, I'm countin' all day
I done came a long way, I came a long way
I done came a long way, I came a long way
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