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Countin Money in the middle of the night, night Roll up blunt, blunt, let's get high, high
Mama told me that she got a pint of lean, word Grab the cups, yeah, where's the Sprite
That's my brother's bitch but she f*ckin' on me, yeah He don't care, nah, she a slide
Now I got her hittin' the licks for free, yeah, word, she gon ride
Roll up blunt, load another one, morning time, niggas out to B.A
Goddamn, my shorted, tryin' to get paid, redbone, straight out of C.A.C.A
Just a week ago, we had the water whip, with the Pyrex vision
Mouth in my lap while we sittin' in the kitchen, Countin' my blessings while she swallow my kittens
Came up with a scheme, hundred bands clean, girl your mouth a picture way you paint my dreams
F*ck the P.P.P. when the fed, run deep, And we left L.A. with a couple E.D.D.'s
God bless, Covid the American scheme, Pockets flowing steady, current looking like a stream
2020 big, it was all just a dream, Now we in the islands with the whole damn team, with the whole damn team
Countin' money in the middle of the night, night, Roll up blunt, blunt, let's get high, high
Mama told me that she got a pint of lean, word, Grab the cups, yeah, where's the Sprite
That's my brother's bitch, but she f*ckin' on me, yeah, He don't care, nah, she a slide
Now I got a hit her hitting the licks for free, yeah, word, she gon ride
I'm convinced, candlelights with the bitch, From Schneidengal, Gladys Knight and the pimps
I can go back in time, I can just hit the switch, Eat all my babies down, I just pick up the tips, yeah
Couple dollars more, is all I ever wanted, The catalog up and runnin', My enemies out the front
And we buried the hatchet, Started from zero, The only thing that I'd rather be than a king is a hero
Got a million dinero, yeah, In the trunk of the Caliphone, Troopers couldn't confiscate it, Every dollar was counted for, Every dollar
Music eloquent, yeah, Fewer elements, Had my back up against the wall, In the room with the elephant
F*ck that prosecutor, Jury of my peers, Gave my jury a salute, He went, Mama, shed a tear, Mama
I just hit my lady bye, Couldn't kiss my baby bye, In the presence of my people, They sentenced me to die, Damn
Countin' money in the middle of the night, Night, Roll up blunt, Blunt, Let's get high, High
Mama told me that she got a pint of lean, Word, Grab the cups, Yeah, Where's the Sprite
That's my brother's bitch, But she f*ckin' on me, Yeah, He don't care, Nah, She a slide
Now I got her hittin' the licks for free, Yeah, Word, She gon' ride
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Countin Money in the middle of the night, night Roll up blunt, blunt, let's get high, high
Mama told me that she got a pint of lean, word Grab the cups, yeah, where's the Sprite
That's my brother's bitch but she f*ckin' on me, yeah He don't care, nah, she a slide
Now I got her hittin' the licks for free, yeah, word, she gon ride
Roll up blunt, load another one, morning time, niggas out to B.A
Goddamn, my shorted, tryin' to get paid, redbone, straight out of C.A.C.A
Just a week ago, we had the water whip, with the Pyrex vision
Mouth in my lap while we sittin' in the kitchen, Countin' my blessings while she swallow my kittens
Came up with a scheme, hundred bands clean, girl your mouth a picture way you paint my dreams
F*ck the P.P.P. when the fed, run deep, And we left L.A. with a couple E.D.D.'s
God bless, Covid the American scheme, Pockets flowing steady, current looking like a stream
2020 big, it was all just a dream, Now we in the islands with the whole damn team, with the whole damn team
Countin' money in the middle of the night, night, Roll up blunt, blunt, let's get high, high
Mama told me that she got a pint of lean, word, Grab the cups, yeah, where's the Sprite
That's my brother's bitch, but she f*ckin' on me, yeah, He don't care, nah, she a slide
Now I got a hit her hitting the licks for free, yeah, word, she gon ride
I'm convinced, candlelights with the bitch, From Schneidengal, Gladys Knight and the pimps
I can go back in time, I can just hit the switch, Eat all my babies down, I just pick up the tips, yeah
Couple dollars more, is all I ever wanted, The catalog up and runnin', My enemies out the front
And we buried the hatchet, Started from zero, The only thing that I'd rather be than a king is a hero
Got a million dinero, yeah, In the trunk of the Caliphone, Troopers couldn't confiscate it, Every dollar was counted for, Every dollar
Music eloquent, yeah, Fewer elements, Had my back up against the wall, In the room with the elephant
F*ck that prosecutor, Jury of my peers, Gave my jury a salute, He went, Mama, shed a tear, Mama
I just hit my lady bye, Couldn't kiss my baby bye, In the presence of my people, They sentenced me to die, Damn
Countin' money in the middle of the night, Night, Roll up blunt, Blunt, Let's get high, High
Mama told me that she got a pint of lean, Word, Grab the cups, Yeah, Where's the Sprite
That's my brother's bitch, But she f*ckin' on me, Yeah, He don't care, Nah, She a slide
Now I got her hittin' the licks for free, Yeah, Word, She gon' ride
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Writer: Victor Robinson, Charly Wingate
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