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letra de money counter - smokepurpp

[chorus]
(ayy)
ayy, yeah
plug
yeah, yeah
i need a money counter
i need a money counter (money counter)
i need a money counter (i need a money counter)
i need a money counter
we weighing sh-t around here, boy (we weighing sh-t around here, boy)
we weighing sh-t around here, boy, yeah
we weighing sh-t around here, boy (we weighing sh-t around here, boy)
weighing sh-t around here (yeah)
i need a money counter, yeah, yeah

[verse]
ayy, i be in the lexus switchin’ lanes (skrr-skrr)
i got designer on my waist, p-ssy on my face
we be smokin’ boof pack ’round my way
pourin’ lean and codeine, man, i love the taste
ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
b-tch wanna f-ck with the kid, b-tch wanna suck on the d-ck
ayy, big 30 on me, i’ma let that sh-t bang
why you n-ggas lame? y’all can’t hang with my gang, gang
you paid two hundred for a fake chain
give a f-ck about a b-tch, give a f-ck about a teacher
i might let that sh-t spray
put the k right at your face
ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
i hang with the k!llers and robbers
i might just f-ck on your daughter (i might just f-ck on your daughter)
i might just slaughter your daughter
young n-gga whippin’ the water (chee)
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy
trappin’ out a two-door coupe
tell my mama, “don’t worry, i’ma do this sh-t for you”
when i keep the f-ckin’ lean i dropped a four inside my foreign
i might pull up on your b-tch (yeah)
i might swerve inside that coupe
i got 30 on me, n-gga
don’t f-ck with my crew
i got 30 on me, n-gga
who the f-ck is you?
b-tch, i let that sh-t bang
let that sh-t swing (yeah)
b-tch, it’s lil o
all my n-ggas finna bang
i got pistols on the block, b-tch
pistols on the block, yeah, yeah
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
money counter, f-ck a bank
only smokin’ stupid stank
only smokin’ stupid dank
all my n-ggas from the coast
forgiatos on my whip
forgiatos on my whip (skrr-skrr)
if i need them f-ckin’ racks b-tch, i hit that f-ckin’ l!ck
yeah, they know it’s lil o
i might pull up with the pole
b-tch, i let that sh-t blow
smoking on that stupid sto
smoking on that stupid dro
get the lean, i poured a four
swervin’ all your f-ckin’ hoes
she don’t like molly, sniffin’ coke
[chorus]
(ayy)
ayy, yeah
plug
yeah, yeah
i need a money counter
i need a money counter (money counter)
i need a money counter (i need a money counter)
i need a money counter
we weighing sh-t around here, boy (we weighing sh-t around here, boy)
we weighing sh-t around here, boy, yeah
we weighing sh-t around here, boy (we weighing sh-t around here, boy)
weighing sh-t around here (yeah)
i need a money counter, yeah, yeah

- smokepurpp

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