Large Amounts (feat. Boo Hefna, Nezzy B & KattheBawse)

Count, Count, Count, large amounts
Count, Count, Count, large amounts
Count, Count, Count, large amounts
Count, Count, Count, large amounts

Spend that lil cash
I'm flippin and whippin and dippin
And drippin and copping them bags
She shaking and baking and poppin and locking and droppin that ass
She choosing I'm cooling
She know aint no rules when I'm spending this cash
Bitch, I been in my bag

Tee Mack came up with out no favors
My dawg wanna slide but he on papers
Ima put up in mansion with no neighbors
I'm ball like Reggie mill with the pacers
Cause I remember times that we didn't have it
Now if one eat then we all smacking
Even when I go to sleep bread keep Stacking
Had to count it up once then I did it backwards
Just blew ten bands and made it look easy
Catch me in the vip with a few breezys
Ice water round my wrist and it drip Fiji
All the chicks used to diss now they wanna freak me
But you can't ride the wave less you pay a toll
Went from wood n wang dangs now I'm rocking gold
Free my chain gang niggas that went up the road
Face clean cause a nigga might lift the pole
I want it all so enough just ain't enough
I used to get on my knees and pray my day come
A nigga trying to get paid fuck laying up
And if sleep for the rich then I'm staying up
I'm tryna go buss down for the rollie
I'm in the penthouse feeling like tony
Pussy nigga tryna turn me to the old me
Brought the win to the team like a trophy

Count, Count, Count, large amounts
Count, Count, Count, large amounts
Count, Count, Count, large amounts
Count, Count, Count, large amounts

Spend that lil cash
I'm flippin and whippin and dippin
And drippin and copping them bags
She shaking and baking and poppin and locking and droppin that ass
She choosing I'm cooling
She know ain't no rules when I'm spending this cash
Bitch, I been in my bag

T.O.P Fetti Junkie BMP Thanks for believing in me
Major luck never even gave a fuck
So I don't even need a jimmy
And If it's fuck the world then I'm Layin firewood and I don't even need a chimney
Need the Gucci Loui Need the fendi
Need the money mula every penny
Takin' spots well I'm thinkin' not and if you think you hot Well I'll give em hell
And If I pick a bitch with some benefits she'll be the first down no nfl
Hide ya daughter
She providing water
Ima Take a swim and ima wish her well
Don't give a fuck enough to kiss or tell
Cold shoulder nigga sickle cell
I got a check on me now
Flex on me how?
Thumbin' through bills on bills they thinkin I'm Destiny Child
Referee style
Shit can get real in the field
Sleeping on me better wake up
Outchea tryna get my cake up
But let a nigga try to take some
Dump the clip just like a breakup
Yea

Count, Count, Count, large amounts
Count, Count, Count, large amounts
Count, Count, Count, large amounts
Count, Count, Count, large amounts

Spend that lil cash
I'm flippin and whippin and dippin
And drippin and copping them bags
She shaking and baking and poppin and locking and droppin that ass
She choosing I'm cooling
She know ain't no rules when I'm spending this cash
Bitch, I been in my bag

Bitch I'm getting money,
I'm laughing at all of these fake ass bitches and niggas cus y'all really funny.
These niggas be acting like they havin paper when really these niggas be bummy;
Got a sack in my purse, right next to my pistol cus niggas can't take nothing from me,
Bitch you can't take nothing from me
I been had my sack up, we been running through a check nigga catch up
Bitches popping all that Shit but need some backup
Niggas know that if they try me ima act up
When been having paper we been spending cash
We been finished first and you been finished last
You been in your feelings we been in our bag
If you ain't getting money then that's a red flag
Niggas always tryna check me
My bitches know I'm always sliding like a jet ski
You ain't having like I'm having nigga bet me
Niggas always say they bangin, what ya set be?
Spend that lil cash
My nigga he know if he throwing that money I'm shaking that ass
I'm shaking that ass (I'm throwing that ass)

Count, Count, Count, large amounts
Count, Count, Count, large amounts
Count, Count, Count, large amounts
Count, Count, Count, large amounts

Spend that lil cash
I'm flippin and whippin and dippin
And drippin and copping them bags
She shaking and baking and poppin and locking and droppin that ass
She choosing I'm cooling
She know ain't no rules when I'm spending this cash
Bitch, I been in my bag

Large Amounts
Depositin into my bank account
I'm withdrawing 100s
My bitches is stuntin
Atlanta I'm runnin
You bitches is frontin
Come get with a Woman
That you can put you onto some real shit
Trade in that Honda for a new Benz
Fuck that polo shit we on a designer trend
But how much you gon spend?
My time is money
My pockets ain't funny
Box sweeter than honey
All ya homies want me
My bills are real
You niggas is dummies if you think you ain't gon come correct
Katthebawse ain't no hoe
Better Act like you know you and you bitches gon show respect
Get right or you will get checked lil bitch
Cause I'm expecting thousands
Place them on the counter
Spend that cash on me
Give me what I asked for
Givenchy me to the floor
Link my account up to yours
Yeah I got money but I want more
I said I got money but I want yours

Count, Count, Count, large amounts
Count, Count, Count, large amounts
Count, Count, Count, large amounts
Count, Count, Count, large amounts

Spend that lil cash
I'm flippin and whippin and dippin
And drippin and copping them bags
She shaking and baking and poppin and locking and droppin that ass
She choosing I'm cooling
She know ain't no rules when I'm spending this cash
Bitch, I been in my bag



Credits
Writer(s): Atiya Vereen
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