Rackies

I count a hunnid band, I count another one
I count it up, again, again
You don't be knowing the feeling 'cause you broke
I'm sorry, damn
I throw my money up, that bitch she shaking it
Uh, yeah, my money dance
What do I for a living? Lil bitch keep on asking
Uh, counting bands
I got your bitch, and she sucking my dick
And I'm bouta cum, oh I can feel it
All of my hunnids yea, counting my hunnids yea
Stacking my hunnids yea, to the ceiling
N****s be talking a lot
I just be counting my guap
Skrt, right out the lot, ha, ha
Right out the lot, ha

I'm bouta go and crash the whip
I'm bouta go and sip on Tris
She wanna cuff, hoe you wish
I wanna... she wanna kiss
Must be out your mind
Bitch, you way out of line
I can't be wasting no time
Money on my mind
Counting my rackies up, I cannot get enough
Benji Frank all on me
I got my double cup, I cannot get enough
I got codeine all on me
Too many bitches, got too many hoes
All in a row, all on me
Too many hunnids, got too many hunnids
Got too many hunnids, that's on me

I count a hunnid band, I count another one
I count it up, again, again
You don't be knowing the feeling 'cause you broke
I'm sorry, damn
I throw my money up, that bitch she shaking it
Uh, yeah, my money dance
What do I for a living? Lil bitch keep on asking
Uh, counting bands
I got your bitch, and she sucking my dick
And I'm bouta cum, oh I can feel it
All of my hunnids yea, counting my hunnids yea
Stacking my hunnids yea, to the ceiling
N****s be talking a lot
I just be counting my guap
Skrt, right out the lot, ha, ha
Right out the lot, ha



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Writer(s): Zoe Banks
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