Results of My Work

Counting money
Yeah we counting money up
Gotta a lot but it still feel like it Aint enough
Trying to pull to the house in a Brinks truck
Trying to pull up on your girl And get my
Sick duck

Sike Naw just on some other Shit
Focus on this money trying to Make sure me and my brother Getting rich
We up in this bitch yea we in This bitch
Money always been a dream Since I was a kid
Now I'm grown as fuck my Paper still going up
Pockets steady blowing up
Got enough to blow it up
Leaving our the club all the girls Want to go with us
Trying to pull up to the club in a Tour bus
Party at the house yea, show How I get down yea, bout to Knock it out yea
Wake up look around yea
You know what I found yea

Results of my work yea

Money check 1 2
It's still stacking up
Bring another brink truck
Yea back it up
Girl I need you bring that ass Back it up
About to take the panty Wrappers off and
Tear that Pack it up
Nigga fast forward new stamp in My passport
Champagne spilled up on the Plane I got cash for it
Ask for it she gave me some Green I aint ask for it
Plus forgot the password to get Through the back door
Paper route take the paper route
Too much money in my back Japanese account fuck around I Might buy the town
Kick my neighbors out
Quarantine all the bad girls to Keep the snakes up out
Tossing money all around yea
Before it ground yea I bet she let Me pound yea
Take another look around yea
Know what I found yea
And that is



Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Wood
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