Counting The Cash Lyrics

I mean, where do I start?

1, 2

1, 2

Let's go

I grew up in the streets so I'm a hustler

Bitch, i got the word just like a pastor

Nigga imma ghost you like im Casper

Yeah, I got the "action" like an Actor

Niggas trynna be me but they can't

Bitch I got the soda like a can

Vvs' dripping like a tap yeah

I supply money to the banks

I got a valid reason you can hate me

Bitch, I'm getting richer than a juice

And, my momma told me if I snooze I lose

When its me against me the only time I lose

Like a pack of Minute Maid I got the juice

All this bitches do what I say, I am the Deuce

If my God is with me, there's no way I'll lose

I was broke for many years now I am busy

Counting the cash

I keep counting the cash (Ay)

Chasing the bag

Bitch, I am chasing the bag (Ay)

Counting the cash

I keep counting the cash (Ay)

Chasing the bag

Bitch, I am chasing the bag (Ay)

Like gynecologist, I am friends with Pussy

I wear no designer but I am "Gucci"

Look at me and tell me, what do you see?

What you see in me, in you I don't see

Mess with me, I'll pull up with a Uzi

Mess with me and then you get to know me

When I had no money, they ignored me

Now them bitches wanna get to know me

It's money I am making

Ultraviolet, I am Wavy

People who betrayed back then calling me for favors for daily

I just don't get why they hate me

They trynna beef with a Vegan

My bitch Stallion like Megan

(Like what?)

I be counting the cash

I keep counting the cash (Ay)

Chasing the bag

Bitch, I am chasing the bag (Ay)

Counting the cash

I keep counting the cash (Ay)

Chasing the bag

Bitch, I am chasing the bag (Ay)