[Chorus]
Collectin' all my money, countin' up my bands
Countin' up my bands, countin' up my bands, yeah
Bad bitch, came through with a foreign friend
With a foreign friend, she a foreign ten, yeah
Off the percs, in the whip, moving work
Put an opp in a hearse, put an opp on a shirt
Watch my car go skrt, in the whip with them birds

[Verse]
Yeah, grab a blunt and then I burn it
I'm a spend this money, spend it up at Barney's
I'm a spend this money, spend it cause I fucking earned it
Fuck around, hit him with that fire, leave that lil boy burning
You be putting all that cap on your dead homies graves, they turning
Send some shots up at the gang, better expect some shots returnin'
We can get up, up what we turnin'
Got my chop o me, going out like I'm Tony
Play that bitch, like a game, like she Sony
Claimin' you got them poles, but you wouldn't even show it
Say you got bread on my head, well then show it
I know you ain't got bread, man, I know that shit bologna
Yeah, all of these rappers just phonies
Say you got Glocks but you not blowing
Say you got money but you not showing, not showing
Not showing, uh
[Chorus]
Collectin' all my money, countin' up my bands
Countin' up my bands, countin' up my bands, yeah
Bad bitch, came through with a foreign friend
With a foreign friend, she a foreign ten, yeah
Off the percs, in the whip, moving work
Put an opp in a hearse, put an opp on a shirt
Watch my car go skrt, in the whip with them birds