[Intro]
'Til the money counter rush
Ayy
Uh, uh (Dream, this shit go dummy)

[Chorus]
Ayy, there's no more to us (Uh)
Ayy, we gettin' money until the money counter rush
I just called Ben Franklin, tell him, "Pick me up" (Uh)
You n***as starvin', I just cashed out on lunch
Pressure will not make me bust
I'm throwin' stacks of some ones in the club and I swear they be strippers and they made a dub
I had to laugh at that n***a, he talk on the 'Gram, but I know that that boy is a mutt
I keep a stack of some bands in fifties, in fifties, in fifties, in fifties, in fifties
Thinkin' 'bout buyin' some bullets and payin' these n***as and bringin' that shit to the city

[Verse]
Know I'm a lion, lil' baby, I'm killin' the pussy, it's apparent when I touch the kitty
I'm not the kind, lil' bae
You want the smoke, I got time today
Stay with some n***as, you kind of gay
Thinkin' 'bout losin' my mind today
Put that lil' bitch to the side and then fuck her friend 'cause she gon' be mine today
And everything I did got consequences, yeah, it's mine to pay
And they tryna be friends 'cause I'm gon' blow, I think that's kind of lame
I put LV on my lens (Damn)
Can't put down these Perc' 10s
Big house, bitch, livin' like Sims
Heart broken like all these seals
Main bitch stay all in her feels
Don't let a ho get you killed
Lil' Perc', I spiked my drink (Damn)
Only word I don't know is, "Can't"
Fuck racks, I'ma buy me a tank
FPS, hit somethin' with the Drac'
And boy, we got guns like KGB
Rock that boy just straight to sleep
My bitch poppin' like Madonna, n***as gotta pay to see
[Chorus]
Ayy, there's no more to us (Uh)
Ayy, we gettin' money until the money counter rush
I just called Ben Franklin, tell him, "Pick me up" (Uh)
You n***as starvin', I just cashed out on lunch
Pressure will not make me bust
I'm throwin' stacks of some ones in the club and I swear they be strippers and they made a dub
I had to laugh at that n***a, he talk on the 'Gram, but I know that that boy is a mutt
I keep a stack of some bands in fifties, in fifties, in fifties, in fifties, in fifties
Thinkin' 'bout buyin' some bullets and payin' these n***as and bringin' that shit to the city