Turquoise
Money count goin up and up and down
I just
Bought a new whip, pockets lost a couple pounds
Take me now oh lord, can't go another round
Can't go another night, without a hundred thou
Creepin through my city, summer nights the windows down
Blunt to the sky, ten toes on the ground
I'm too young to be the type to fuck around (Hey)
Checks mixed in with some puppy chow (Hey)
Clock tickin hear that - I can't wait around
Moving faster than the hands tryna make them proud
All my grams stay off the Gram, but I got that loud
I got a pound, that shit coming in from Cali now
I don't pout I get shit done, I do not fuck around
My work was calling me but I was up in another town
For the big names we the brick layers
In this sick game we the risk takers
Raise the Bic flame, cuz I'm sick of waiting
Need a lil shit for the big paper
(Money count, money count goin up and up and down I just)
All these fucking problems I got several at hand
Need the weed budget up in several grand
Light bulb above my head I look like Edison man
And I snatch it out the air, then I sell it to fans
(Bitch)
Money count goin up and up and down
I just
Bought a new whip, pockets lost a couple pounds
Take me now oh lord, can't go another round
Can't go another night, without a hundred thou
Creepin through my city, summer nights the windows down
Blunt to the sky, ten toes on the ground
I'm too young to be the type to fuck around (Hey)
Checks mixed in with some puppy chow (Hey)
Follow your heart, and it can lead you to riches
You, followed your dick, sittin wishin for bitches
Fuckin kiddin caught by kitten boy go get you a mission
Flick a Bic with the ignition like baby Weezy went missin
(Uh)
Kisses with my misses, give a fuck bout all you bitches
If a rapper wanna beef well then I know he got no digits
I was ballin in a Civic with my blonde thing Bridget
Chasing money by the minute, let's get to winnin (yuh)
Break bread with my bros and then we pop a toast
I can't fuck with her, shorty always do the most
Money never do me wrong imma keep it close
Sea green colored shades got me flying low
Scarping our wallets to make it through college
Can't make a deposit because you afraid of a dollar
Tame as Impala, the same as some fodder
Creating the scholars who waiting to follow
Tragic, we like a flame to the matchstick
Propane when reacting, I be the way this happens
Roads paved when we snappin, whole game is like entrapment
I'm gettin bored, don't make me fuck around and flip the board
This a rat race, could fuck around and give a tour
It ain't bout my money bout that green
It's gon get ignored
Money count goin up and up and down
I just
Bought a new whip, pockets lost a couple pounds
Take me now oh lord, can't go another round
Can't go another night, without a hundred thou
Creepin through my city, summer night the windows down
Blunt to the sky, ten toes on the ground
I'm too young to be the type to fuck around (Hey)
Checks mixed in with some puppy chow (Hey)
I just
Bought a new whip, pockets lost a couple pounds
Take me now oh lord, can't go another round
Can't go another night, without a hundred thou
Creepin through my city, summer nights the windows down
Blunt to the sky, ten toes on the ground
I'm too young to be the type to fuck around (Hey)
Checks mixed in with some puppy chow (Hey)
Clock tickin hear that - I can't wait around
Moving faster than the hands tryna make them proud
All my grams stay off the Gram, but I got that loud
I got a pound, that shit coming in from Cali now
I don't pout I get shit done, I do not fuck around
My work was calling me but I was up in another town
For the big names we the brick layers
In this sick game we the risk takers
Raise the Bic flame, cuz I'm sick of waiting
Need a lil shit for the big paper
(Money count, money count goin up and up and down I just)
All these fucking problems I got several at hand
Need the weed budget up in several grand
Light bulb above my head I look like Edison man
And I snatch it out the air, then I sell it to fans
(Bitch)
Money count goin up and up and down
I just
Bought a new whip, pockets lost a couple pounds
Take me now oh lord, can't go another round
Can't go another night, without a hundred thou
Creepin through my city, summer nights the windows down
Blunt to the sky, ten toes on the ground
I'm too young to be the type to fuck around (Hey)
Checks mixed in with some puppy chow (Hey)
Follow your heart, and it can lead you to riches
You, followed your dick, sittin wishin for bitches
Fuckin kiddin caught by kitten boy go get you a mission
Flick a Bic with the ignition like baby Weezy went missin
(Uh)
Kisses with my misses, give a fuck bout all you bitches
If a rapper wanna beef well then I know he got no digits
I was ballin in a Civic with my blonde thing Bridget
Chasing money by the minute, let's get to winnin (yuh)
Break bread with my bros and then we pop a toast
I can't fuck with her, shorty always do the most
Money never do me wrong imma keep it close
Sea green colored shades got me flying low
Scarping our wallets to make it through college
Can't make a deposit because you afraid of a dollar
Tame as Impala, the same as some fodder
Creating the scholars who waiting to follow
Tragic, we like a flame to the matchstick
Propane when reacting, I be the way this happens
Roads paved when we snappin, whole game is like entrapment
I'm gettin bored, don't make me fuck around and flip the board
This a rat race, could fuck around and give a tour
It ain't bout my money bout that green
It's gon get ignored
Money count goin up and up and down
I just
Bought a new whip, pockets lost a couple pounds
Take me now oh lord, can't go another round
Can't go another night, without a hundred thou
Creepin through my city, summer night the windows down
Blunt to the sky, ten toes on the ground
I'm too young to be the type to fuck around (Hey)
Checks mixed in with some puppy chow (Hey)
Credits
Writer(s): Jake Riefke
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