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Ayy, lil bitch I'm, ayy Off on the molly, bitch I'm geeked, oh my (god) ayy Walk in the party with five freaks, oh my (god) damn With my posse, with my team, they like (god) damn Count that money, count that cheese, get right, ayy I came from the mud, my drink remind me of Vick (that's my Vick) Yeah, that draco stuck to me, my Siamese twin (that's my twin) Yeah, nigga play with my money, I would not try that shit, damn Get whatever I want, best believe I'd buy that shit I had a bitch in LA And I ate that pussy like the dog ate my homework I crashed the whip, I was drinkin' Came to my senses, I want me a chauffeur No I cannot get complacent Countin' them blue hunnid bills till my thumbs hurt Fuck all that talking, we aimin' My niggas don't chill, they will bust first I cannot chill with these busters My sausage is all in her buns If you dig what I'm saying, this do not need mustard I had a lil thot screaming cuss words Bust in her mouth like a Gusher Then back to this guap [?] I'ma get it back, I'ma count all Summer You niggas still on the couch? No wonder Letras de cancionesI cannot fail, fam gettin' hungry so I gotta kill Like taking L's? You can get spilled [?] my niggas be in the field [?] OG in the clouds Freak a lil hoe and I skeet in her mouth Count all this dough when I'm breathin' in loud (these niggas know what we 'bout) Ayy, lil bitch I'm, ayy Off on the molly, bitch I'm geeked, oh my (god) ayy Walk in the party with five freaks, oh my (god) damn With my posse, with my team, they like (god) damn Count that money, count that cheese, get right, ayy I came from the mud, my drink remind me of Vick (that's my Vick) Yeah, that draco stuck to me, my Siamese twin (that's my twin) Yeah, nigga play with my money, I would not try that shit, damn Get whatever I want, best believe I'd buy that shit From Letras Mania