Belly Lyrics

Count that money, man

Count that fucking money, man

Count that money

You gon get yours, B, You gon get yours, man

You niggas can't stump with the big dog, I see my swagger got you pissed off

It's mamba mentality when we gearing up for tip-off

It's always anxiety when that dough gotta ship off

Tryna reach a key while you just knock a couple zips off

Your girl sloppy with it, she ain't even smear the lip gloss

You wanna be the worker or you plan to be the big boss

Questions that I got cause honestly, I don't get y'all

Finna cruise on these niggas, I just wiped the whip off

Tint on my windows, I ain't hiding, I'm just low with it

Ain't no slouch cause I'm a go-getter, can't live life like a broke nigga

Or depend, on a hoe nigga, all I think about is more figures

Watch the fan base grow bigger, tryna be at the brunch like I know Jigga

My credit was always good, I ain't never been the type to owe niggas

At the bottom of the bottom, I done lived my life as a po' nigga

When my baby mama was pregnant, I stole food from the store nigga

So visualize these images while I give you niggas the whole picture

I treat this shit like DMX, I get em dawg

Keep a freaky lil' bitch on deck to get it hard

Keep a lawyer on deck just so I can skip the charge

Bring my daughter to the lot just so she can pick the car

Treat this shit like DMX, I get em dawg

Keep a freaky lil' bitch on deck to get it hard

Keep a lawyer on deck just so I can skip the charge

Bring my daughter to the lot just so she can pick the car

Coming through like the illest in Nebraska with it

Please don't compare me to none of these rapper niggas

AC booming, I'm cooling out in traffic with it

The lil' bitch threw it so a nigga had to hit it

I'm on the interstate but I push it past the limit

If the streets dry, best believe it's packed in prison

My niggas move snow like slopes in Aspen nigga

I hear your words but I'm living off of actions nigga

What you saying don't register, it pays to be the messenger

She think of me every time you end up having sex with her

She texting me while you in the crib stressing her

I make sure I do my good deeds to get my blessings up

GEE$ and HNIC ain't nobody checking us

I got my foot on they neck and ain't no letting up

Remember the minister made Tommy put the weapon up

AZ with the baby was sincere with the setting up nigga

I treat the shit like DMX, I get em dawg

Keep a freaky little bitch on deck to get it hard

Keep a lawyer on deck just so I can skip the charge

Bring my daughter to the lot just so she can pick the car

I treat the shit like DMX, I get em dawg

Keep a freaky lil' bitch on deck to get it hard

Keep a lawyer on deck just so I can skip the charge

Bring my daughter to the lot just so she can pick the car