[Intro: Cap-1]
DP on the beat
Cap
Say my name, the count captol
All I do is count money and bite bitches
Flex on you fuck n***as
Yeah
Money counter music, n***a
Woo
Skrt
Got a bad bitch in a forign, n***a
Thumbing through that bag
Yeah

[Chorus: Cap-1]
This that money music, so I'm running to it
Got it in my hand, and I'm thumbing through it
Shauty love the way a n***a thumbing through it
Thumbing, thumbing, thumbing through it
Got a hundred on me, that's that gunner music
See I keep it with me, nothing to it
Gotta teach my daughter and my son to do it
Fucking with the plug, got me running through it

[Verse 1: Cap-1]
Gotta cock it, pop it, let it spray
N***a, get up out the way
Got a bad bitch from LA
Fucking on her everyday
Paranoia problem, got the chopper on me
Told my lawyer "go and beat the case"
Get in the forign and told her fuck and suck [?] fuck on her
Make her get that money up
Pretty lil bitch, that my honey bun
Ride with that clip, got a hundred drum
Forign sneakers on that forign petal, make this bitch [?] hundred or something
[?] plug when the money come [?]
Thumb through it, get a paper cut
Shauty suck on the dick while I'm taping her
Gotta flex on these n***as, they hating us
See these n***as [?] paper now
And I run with my gun like an 80's n***a
Told these fuck n***as "better pay me, n***a"
Then I went to work, need a babysitter
[Chorus: Cap-1]
This that money music, so I'm running to it
Got it in my hand, and I'm thumbing through it
Shauty love the way a n***a thumbing through it
Thumbing, thumbing, thumbing through it
Got a hundred on me, that's that gunner music
See I keep it with me, nothing to it
Gotta teach my daughter and my son to do it
Fucking with the plug, got me running through it

[Verse 2: Don Q]
I step in the building, that's when all the hate come
Talking that shit, but they take none
This work like a base drum
You know where I'm from, was stuck in the slums
They [?] till they face numb
I need that money, them 20's, them 50's, them hundreds I count with a straight thumb
They know I'm a seller, you look like a teller, I run to the bank, see the teller
I know it's fraud, but I'm never telling
I thank the lord right after I get them
Fuck all the small talk, I [?] engen, [?] porsh talk
Met this bitch on a boardwalk
Them n***as is praying I fall short
I slip with Vickey just to get a quicky [?] pretty [?]
Remember when my pockets was deep not empty, [?]
I had that pack, I was in the trap
Come with [?] you can be selected
Fuck, bring me extras
[Chorus: Cap-1]
This that money music, so I'm running to it
Got it in my hand, and I'm thumbing through it
Shauty love the way a n***a thumbing through it
Thumbing, thumbing, thumbing through it
Got a hundred on me, that's that gunner music
See I keep it with me, nothing to it
Gotta teach my daughter and my son to do it
Fucking with the plug, got me running through it