Alright With Me
Counting up dollars I'm counting up green
What the fuck you mean
I keep on getting that money, collecting that paper
Like that shit be growing on trees
Shawty told me that she into me, asking my body count
Told her count by threes
She wanna come over
That's alright with me
Counting up dollars, I'm counting up pesos
She do what I say so
I made a bag overnight in Barbados
I'm richer than Bezos
Cop from the plug always giving that bomb shit
I ain't rolling if shit ain't Fuego
Pour up a six now
I'll mix it with Faygo
Pour up a six and I'll call it a Touchdown
I can't be touched now
Went out with her for a couple of hours
Lil Shawty in love now
She told me that she wanna look at the stars
So I spent your year on a new wraith
I blew a check in a couple of hours
Made it right back in two days
I might just go cop a couple new acres
I'm finna go build a new house on the hilltops
They say they listen to all of my old songs
They say my shit's still hot
Always knew that I'd be at the top
Been having this dream as a peewee
Nobody had thought that I'd be this big
Now everyone buying that CD
Brand new Richard Millie and you know that shit come two toned
Shawty be faker than wax shit, that's Madame Tussaud
Really done came out the bottom, I used to have nothing
My pockets now fatter than sumo
She told me eat her cat out, that shit's as sweet as sucrose
Counting up dollars I'm counting up green
What the fuck you mean
I keep on getting that money, collecting that paper
Like that shit be growing on trees
Shawty told me that she into me, asking my body count
Told her count by threes
She wanna come over
That's alright with me
Counting up dollars, I'm counting up pesos
She do what I say so
I made a bag overnight in Barbados
I'm richer than Bezos
Cop from the plug always giving that bomb shit
I ain't rolling if shit ain't Fuego
Pour up a six now
I'll mix it with Faygo
Cartier glasses I still can't see shit
This water makes me seasick
All my doors suicide, open the wrong way
This shit's like 13 Reasons
I used to ride in a hoopty, that shit was so tragic
Now every day it's a new whip
Fuck everybody who always was doubting me
I always knew I'd do this
Used to have nothing, my bank account long as shit
I got more shit than rich kids on Christmas
She told me that she wanna fuck to my album
I know that Shawty dig this
I got more bands than the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame
I know they better induct me
High as I'll ever be, top of my game
Only God is above me
I invested in myself and now I know that shit was worth it
These rappers washed up like it's detergent
I made it outta the struggle, the hate used to get to me, used to think I don't deserve this
Your girl's with me now, our love is picture-perfect
Counting up dollars I'm counting up green
What the fuck you mean
I keep on getting that money, collecting that paper like that shit be growing on trees
Shawty told me that she into me, asking my body count, told her count by threes
She wanna come over
That's alright with me
Counting up dollars, I'm counting up pesos
She do what I say so
I made a bag overnight in Barbados
I'm richer than Bezos
Cop from the plug always giving that bomb shit, I ain't rolling if shit ain't Fuego
Pour up a six now
I'll mix it with Faygo
What the fuck you mean
I keep on getting that money, collecting that paper
Like that shit be growing on trees
Shawty told me that she into me, asking my body count
Told her count by threes
She wanna come over
That's alright with me
Counting up dollars, I'm counting up pesos
She do what I say so
I made a bag overnight in Barbados
I'm richer than Bezos
Cop from the plug always giving that bomb shit
I ain't rolling if shit ain't Fuego
Pour up a six now
I'll mix it with Faygo
Pour up a six and I'll call it a Touchdown
I can't be touched now
Went out with her for a couple of hours
Lil Shawty in love now
She told me that she wanna look at the stars
So I spent your year on a new wraith
I blew a check in a couple of hours
Made it right back in two days
I might just go cop a couple new acres
I'm finna go build a new house on the hilltops
They say they listen to all of my old songs
They say my shit's still hot
Always knew that I'd be at the top
Been having this dream as a peewee
Nobody had thought that I'd be this big
Now everyone buying that CD
Brand new Richard Millie and you know that shit come two toned
Shawty be faker than wax shit, that's Madame Tussaud
Really done came out the bottom, I used to have nothing
My pockets now fatter than sumo
She told me eat her cat out, that shit's as sweet as sucrose
Counting up dollars I'm counting up green
What the fuck you mean
I keep on getting that money, collecting that paper
Like that shit be growing on trees
Shawty told me that she into me, asking my body count
Told her count by threes
She wanna come over
That's alright with me
Counting up dollars, I'm counting up pesos
She do what I say so
I made a bag overnight in Barbados
I'm richer than Bezos
Cop from the plug always giving that bomb shit
I ain't rolling if shit ain't Fuego
Pour up a six now
I'll mix it with Faygo
Cartier glasses I still can't see shit
This water makes me seasick
All my doors suicide, open the wrong way
This shit's like 13 Reasons
I used to ride in a hoopty, that shit was so tragic
Now every day it's a new whip
Fuck everybody who always was doubting me
I always knew I'd do this
Used to have nothing, my bank account long as shit
I got more shit than rich kids on Christmas
She told me that she wanna fuck to my album
I know that Shawty dig this
I got more bands than the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame
I know they better induct me
High as I'll ever be, top of my game
Only God is above me
I invested in myself and now I know that shit was worth it
These rappers washed up like it's detergent
I made it outta the struggle, the hate used to get to me, used to think I don't deserve this
Your girl's with me now, our love is picture-perfect
Counting up dollars I'm counting up green
What the fuck you mean
I keep on getting that money, collecting that paper like that shit be growing on trees
Shawty told me that she into me, asking my body count, told her count by threes
She wanna come over
That's alright with me
Counting up dollars, I'm counting up pesos
She do what I say so
I made a bag overnight in Barbados
I'm richer than Bezos
Cop from the plug always giving that bomb shit, I ain't rolling if shit ain't Fuego
Pour up a six now
I'll mix it with Faygo
Credits
Writer(s): Cody Drouillard
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