Money Machine

Money countin' machine, that's how I run them bands up Got the new Chanel, bitches better catch up Bitch, I took your nigga, held his ass for ransom In love with these Benjis Oou, he looks so handsome Money countin' machine, that's how I run them bands up Got the new Chanel, bitches better catch up Bitch I took your nigga, held his ass for ransom In love with these Benjis Oou, he looks so handsome Tryna get these commas and I put that on my momma In the house, Thanksgiving fresh to toe in some designer Don't get her what she want boy on my soul, yeah, she a whiner Rubber band woman I'm wrappin' rolls can't get no tighter Bitches on the leash can't go nowhere cause she a hider All that bark no bite, you say all words, but won't even try her Say you want me long time, boy, I know yo ass a liar See a bitch fat ass, you look when your girl right beside ya Pulled up in a whip these niggas ask me where my top at We chillin' for a minute and you still ain't get no top yet I'm a trill-ass bitch, I'm just as real bae it gon' get See them bitches now, but when I blow, they be like, oh, shit That girl called BabyyJ she back to back, no Drake with more hits She quiet to herself, Versace lenses with more focused Bad-ass pretty girl, don't seek no clout but they gon' notice I'm smokin' loud up in the air, no hotbox cuz it's open Money countin' machine, that's how I run them bands up Got the new Chanel, bitches better catch up Bitch, I took your nigga, held his ass for ransom In love with these Benjis Oou, he looks so handsome Money countin' machine, that's how I run them bands up Got the new Chanel, bitches better catch up Bitch, I took your nigga, held his ass for ransom In love with these Benjis Oou, he looks so handsome Girl act like she know me, but her knowledge not up Please show me your hands or you can shut the f*ck up It's no ceiling in my mind, can't tell if I'm high enough It's no seeing in my eyes, I'm rollin' past like what up Broke boy want some pussy, yeah, you tried it you cunt Can't do nothin' for me, probably roll me a blunt You lazy on your ass, you won't do nun but sit up Trap nigga movin' work and then he break me a cut No cap, I say all facts without emotion attached Don't blow my phone, you toxic hoe, you get no text back I'm too busy countin' money, please don't get me off track Addicted to the dope, I'm steady feedin' for racks Tough nigga actin' hard, but he really not tough Change it keep on comin', I won't ever switch up Bitty problem come around, you quick to give up And you can't be in my circle if you don't think about bucks Money countin' machine, that's how I run them bands up Got new Chanel, bitches better catch up Bitch, I took your nigga, held his ass for ransom Yeah, I held his ass for ransom Money countin' machine That's how I run them bands up Because I'm in love with these Benjis Oou, he looks so handsome