Money Counter Rush lyrics

[Intro]
'Til the money counter rush
Ayy
Uh, uh (Dream, this sh*t go dummy)

[Chorus]
Ayy, there's no more to us (Uh)
Ayy, we gettin' money until the money counter rush
I just called Ben Franklin, tell him, "Pick me up" (Uh)
You n*ggas starvin', I just cashed out on lunch
Pressure will not make me bust
I'm throwin' stacks of some ones in the club and I swear they be strippers and they made a dub
I had to laugh at that n*gga, he talk on the 'Gram, but I know that that boy is a mutt
I keep a stack of some bands in fifties, in fifties, in fifties, in fifties, in fifties
Thinkin' 'bout buyin' some bullets and payin' these n*ggas and bringin' that sh*t to the city

[Verse]
Know I'm a lion, lil' baby, I'm killin' the pus*y, it's apparent when I touch the kitty
I'm not the kind, lil' bae
You want the smoke, I got time today
Stay with some n*ggas, you kind of gay
Thinkin' 'bout losin' my mind today
Put that lil' b*tch to the side and then f*ck her friend 'cause she gon' be mine today
And everything I did got consequences, yeah, it's mine to pay
And they tryna be friends 'cause I'm gon' blow, I think that's kind of lame
I put LV on my lens (Damn)
Can't put down these Perc' 10s
Big house, b*tch, livin' like Sims
Heart broken like all these seals
Main b*tch stay all in her feels
Don't let a ho get you killed
Lil' Perc', I spiked my drink (Damn)
Only word I don't know is, "Can't"
f*ck racks, I'ma buy me a tank
FPS, hit somethin' with the Drac'
And boy, we got guns like KGB
Rock that boy just straight to sleep
My b*tch poppin' like Madonna, n*ggas gotta pay to see
[Chorus]
Ayy, there's no more to us (Uh)
Ayy, we gettin' money until the money counter rush
I just called Ben Franklin, tell him, "Pick me up" (Uh)
You n*ggas starvin', I just cashed out on lunch
Pressure will not make me bust
I'm throwin' stacks of some ones in the club and I swear they be strippers and they made a dub
I had to laugh at that n*gga, he talk on the 'Gram, but I know that that boy is a mutt
I keep a stack of some bands in fifties, in fifties, in fifties, in fifties, in fifties
Thinkin' 'bout buyin' some bullets and payin' these n*ggas and bringin' that sh*t to the city