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Fingers hurting now from counting all this paper up (Aw yeah) All this money, when I count it I get paper cuts (Aw yeah) Gotta get back to the bag, I can't lay with ya Plus you only hit my phone when it's late But I'm like wait, wait, wait, wait Hold up, wait a minute I'm like wait, wait, wait, wait Hold up, wait a minute I'm like wait, wait, wait, wait Hold up, wait a minute I'm like wait, wait, wait, wait Hold up, wait a minute Hold up, yeah Fly, like a got a new stylist Grew up around money and violence Niggas be running their mouth But they see me in person, they silent She told me she want me to save her And I told her "Baby, you wildin'" She told me she can keep a secret and she gonna say nothing about it I wanna hop in the Coupe The one that only fit two Baby, it's just me and you Them hoes is just something to do Yeah girl, I been getting to that bag, tryna get my paper up Letras de cancionesShe like "Boy, you only hit me when it's late," but I'm like Hold up wait a minute, y'all thought I was finish All my shit authentic Like Caine & O-Dog, I'm a menace Baby told me she in love But I don't really think she meant it Baby wanna fuck with the plug, wanna fuck with a boss young nigga that's spendin' Aw man Fingers hurting now from counting all this paper up (Aw yeah) All this money, when I count it I get paper cuts (Aw yeah) Gotta get back to the bag, I can't lay with ya Plus you only hit my phone when it's late But I'm like wait, wait, wait, wait Hold up, wait a minute I'm like wait, wait, wait, wait Hold up, wait a minute I'm like wait, wait, wait, wait Hold up, wait a minute I'm like wait, wait, wait, wait Hold up, wait a minute Yeah, hold up wait a minute In the game, ain't no scrimmage Young boss nigga went major but I can do this shit independent Baby girl said I'm her favorite and she hit my line late like "Let's get it" How you claim you doing it big but you ain't making no difference Brand new car came kitted,, came a long way from that Civic Young nigga came from the bottom, now we going back to back in them Benz's When me and Wiz walk in the party, man them hoes gon' go in a frenzy I like my lil baby naughty but I told her don't be too friendly You got the money, ain't even had to work Got the hoe ain't even had to search She hopped in, I ain't even had to flirt She knew my name before i even said a word Going crazy, I'm going absurd Gettin' checks like the first and the third Counting up, got my fingers hurt And the chopper nigga, don't get nervous Fingers hurting now from counting all this paper up (Aw yeah) All this money, when I count it I get paper cuts (Aw yeah) Gotta get back to the bag, I can't lay with ya Plus you only hit my phone when it's late But I'm like wait, wait, wait, wait Hold up, wait a minute I'm like wait, wait, wait, wait Hold up, wait a minute I'm like wait, wait, wait, wait Hold up, wait a minute I'm like wait, wait, wait, wait Hold up, wait a minute From Letras Mania