[ Featuring Craig Lucas ]
(Lil Purpp bless your trap, huh)
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks
(Oh my god, Ronny)
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
We can get up, nigga, we can get up
Chopper leave a nigga doing sit-ups
That's yo hoe? I f*cked that bitch, she brought her sister
And I hit it 'til the morning, then I dipped her
Yeah, dripped up, yeah, bitch, I'm Ricked up
Hundred bands at Neiman Marcus, nigga, catch up
All that fu shit on your neck gon' get you rashed up
Swear I'm flexing on these niggas, bitch, I sauce
Niggas fallin' out the game, and I'm the cause
I swear to God these niggas pussy, menopause
You get no money, lil nigga, hold applause
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, we just hit a stain
And I came with two pistols like I'm Max Payne
Six Os in my bank, I can't think the same
You got your mind around these bitches, we don't think the same
Damn, and I sip on Wok, Wok, Wok, Wok, Wok
Pop a perc, then a xan, then I drop
I just pulled up to my show to drop the top
Krispy Kreme, I'm doing donuts in the lot
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
Lil Purpp!
