Døllarš Lyrics

I just been counting my dollars

Got a new bitch imma call her

All of this ice on my collar

The Fendi

The Luis

The Prada

I roll up the gas

And smoke up the blunt

I fuck on that hoe and her man is a runt

I pour up the wok and I feel like a chemist

Money like candy I gon need a dentist

They look at my back I've been rocking vlone

Chopper finna send a nigga back home

He be talkin all that shit in his songs

His bitch in the back and she wearing a thong

They know that I'm hot like an oven 100°

They look at my shoes and see no crease

Her pussy so wet lil bitch imma feast

Lil Bitch I got the racks on me

I just been counting my dollars

Got a new bitch imma call her

All of this ice on my collar

The Fendi

The Luis

The Prada

I roll up the gas

And smoke up the blunt

I fuck on that hoe and her man is a runt

I pour up the wok and I feel like a chemist

Money like candy I going to need a dentist

Got a new Glock it's tinted keep it on my waist

Most of these niggas going to lie to your face

I'm popping a perc and I can't feel my face

That pussy John Cena I don't see the face

Bad bitch from the calla basis

My hoe got a lot of assets

Run it up

Check the cash no standard

Windows been tinted my choppa going to blast ya

I just been counting my dollars

Got a new bitch imma call her

All of this ice on my collar

The Fendi

The Luis

The Prada

I roll up the gas

And smoke up the blunt

I fuck on that hoe and her man is a runt

I pour up the wok and I feel like a chemist

Money like candy I going to need a dentist

1234 niggas tryna knock down my door

Yeah

5678 got a bad bitch that I met in the rave

Count up the money I'm locking the safe

Pop a lil perc and don't know how to feel

Hop in a Beamer 2 seater for real

Pour up the tuss we and sipping for real

I just been counting my dollars

Got a new bitch imma call her

All of this ice on my collar

The Fendi

The Luis

The Prada

I roll up the gas

And smoke up the blunt

I fuck on that hoe and her man is a runt

I pour up the wok and I feel like a chemist

Money like candy I going to need a dentist

I run it up stack it up rack it up back it up

Money been talkin

Yo money been actin up

All of these pussy niggas steady acting up

All of these pussy niggas steady actin tough

They know I'll be one of the greatest

You niggas can't say shit

Pussy nigga steady been on his lame shit

I say it again I'll be one of the greatest

I say it again I'll be one of the greatest

I feel like I'm Pablo

Got a bad bitch in the pozi

Got a bad bitch and she on me

Sucking me slowly

Takin these drugs

I'm not holy

I got a chopper you finally die slowly

Man Drip like a leak

And I feel like a tap

You niggas been talkin yo music is whack

I shot him again so he do not come back

We go to the store and we running it back

I just been counting my dollars

Got a new bitch imma call her

All of this ice on my collar

The Fendi

The Luis

The Prada

I roll up the gas

And spark up the blunt

I fuck on that hoe and her man is a runt

I pour up the wok and I feel like a chemist

Money like candy I going to need a dentist

They look at my back I've been rocking vlone

Chopper finna send a nigga back home

He be talkin all that shit in his songs

His bitch in the back and she wearing a thong

They know that I'm hot like an oven 100°

They look at my shoes and see no crease

That pussy so wet and lil bitch imma feast

Lil bitch I got the racks on me

I just been counting my dollars

Got a new bitch imma call her

All of this ice on my collar

The Fendi

The Luis

The Prada

I roll up the gas

And smoke up the blunt

I fuck on that hoe and her man is a runt

I pour up the wok and I feel like a chemist

Money like candy I going to need a dentist