Watch me stack the money, timer
Watch me stack the nickel, dimer
Rollin' a wood while I'm wearin' designer
Don't really see her, but bro and find her
Okay, okay
Dressed in blood like a 49er
She tryna drink but she 18 Bitch, you a f*ckin' minor
And they don't know that I'm that boy that turn them L's around
And they gon' know I go on Facebook just to hunt them down
And they gon' know I pick them shells up when they hit the ground
Ain't seen her she here now, we go straight to pound town
Text and tweet about some shit, you not really into money
How you gon' backdoor your folk and claim that we all actin' funny
Ain't even gotta speak about me, I'ma see you in a minute
I'ma calculate the money, count that shit right by the digits
Take the bullets off the clip, ADHD, I'ma fidget
Know I like to see her daily, she just like a iPhone widget
Folks be goin' federal, so I know it's best to keep my distance
Tone gon' take a pill right now, two minutes later, he f*ckin' trippin
Passin' that bitch to my bro, I got dimer
Know that lil' hunnid be wearin' designer
Cartier, Cartier, ice on my diamonds We going higher and higher
Stack up the bread, we can only get flyer
Run up them M's thats my only desire
Watch me go get it and stack up them racks
They callin' on hunnid and that's for a fact
Watch me walk in with that motherf*ckin' safe
I'm workin', I gotta keep me a pack
Semi auto load that bitch, I'ma shooter
As a youngan, had to jump out the roof
Maserati, then I hop in a coupe
Pistol on my hip, lil' bitch I got tactics Pull up on that nigga, nigga, what's happenin'
Leavin' the party, shootin' that shit tragic
Gettin' her outta her panties like magic
Make me a call and they cover the roof
Frosto was dealing shit, he call it boof
Lookin' presentable, throw on a suit
How you was cool with my nigga last night? Today you beefin', nigga, you a goof
When I get mad, I'ma go on the loof Do you be totin' them K's, tell the truth
Truth to the matter, I throw on all-black
Savin' that money can't get you a scat
But savin' that money can get you a pack
Illegal motion, you cannot go back
Got all of these guns, I don't got a Mac
Leavin' the house, don't forget your stack
Watch me stack the money, timer
Watch me stack the nickel, dimer
Rollin' a wood while I'm wearin' designer
Don't really see her, but broke and find her
Okay, okay
Dressed in blood like a 49er
She tryna drink but she 18 Bitch, you a f*ckin' minor
Lil ches & 3hunnid - Dimer Lyrics
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Watch me stack the money, timer
Watch me stack the nickel, dimer
Rollin' a wood while I'm wearin' designer
Don't really see her, but bro and find her
Okay, okay
Dressed in blood like a 49er
She tryna drink but she 18 Bitch, you a f*ckin' minor
And they don't know that I'm that boy that turn them L's around
And they gon' know I go on Facebook just to hunt them down
And they gon' know I pick them shells up when they hit the ground
Ain't seen her she here now, we go straight to pound town
Text and tweet about some shit, you not really into money
How you gon' backdoor your folk and claim that we all actin' funny
Ain't even gotta speak about me, I'ma see you in a minute
I'ma calculate the money, count that shit right by the digits
Take the bullets off the clip, ADHD, I'ma fidget
Know I like to see her daily, she just like a iPhone widget
Folks be goin' federal, so I know it's best to keep my distance
Tone gon' take a pill right now, two minutes later, he f*ckin' trippin
Passin' that bitch to my bro, I got dimer
Know that lil' hunnid be wearin' designer
Cartier, Cartier, ice on my diamonds We going higher and higher
Stack up the bread, we can only get flyer
Run up them M's thats my only desire
Watch me go get it and stack up them racks
They callin' on hunnid and that's for a fact
Watch me walk in with that motherf*ckin' safe
I'm workin', I gotta keep me a pack
Semi auto load that bitch, I'ma shooter
As a youngan, had to jump out the roof
Maserati, then I hop in a coupe
Pistol on my hip, lil' bitch I got tactics Pull up on that nigga, nigga, what's happenin'
Leavin' the party, shootin' that shit tragic
Gettin' her outta her panties like magic
Make me a call and they cover the roof
Frosto was dealing shit, he call it boof
Lookin' presentable, throw on a suit
How you was cool with my nigga last night? Today you beefin', nigga, you a goof
When I get mad, I'ma go on the loof Do you be totin' them K's, tell the truth
Truth to the matter, I throw on all-black
Savin' that money can't get you a scat
But savin' that money can get you a pack
Illegal motion, you cannot go back
Got all of these guns, I don't got a Mac
Leavin' the house, don't forget your stack
Watch me stack the money, timer
Watch me stack the nickel, dimer
Rollin' a wood while I'm wearin' designer
Don't really see her, but broke and find her
Okay, okay
Dressed in blood like a 49er
She tryna drink but she 18 Bitch, you a f*ckin' minor
Watch me stack the nickel, dimer
Rollin' a wood while I'm wearin' designer
Don't really see her, but bro and find her
Okay, okay
Dressed in blood like a 49er
She tryna drink but she 18 Bitch, you a f*ckin' minor
And they don't know that I'm that boy that turn them L's around
And they gon' know I go on Facebook just to hunt them down
And they gon' know I pick them shells up when they hit the ground
Ain't seen her she here now, we go straight to pound town
Text and tweet about some shit, you not really into money
How you gon' backdoor your folk and claim that we all actin' funny
Ain't even gotta speak about me, I'ma see you in a minute
I'ma calculate the money, count that shit right by the digits
Take the bullets off the clip, ADHD, I'ma fidget
Know I like to see her daily, she just like a iPhone widget
Folks be goin' federal, so I know it's best to keep my distance
Tone gon' take a pill right now, two minutes later, he f*ckin' trippin
Passin' that bitch to my bro, I got dimer
Know that lil' hunnid be wearin' designer
Cartier, Cartier, ice on my diamonds We going higher and higher
Stack up the bread, we can only get flyer
Run up them M's thats my only desire
Watch me go get it and stack up them racks
They callin' on hunnid and that's for a fact
Watch me walk in with that motherf*ckin' safe
I'm workin', I gotta keep me a pack
Semi auto load that bitch, I'ma shooter
As a youngan, had to jump out the roof
Maserati, then I hop in a coupe
Pistol on my hip, lil' bitch I got tactics Pull up on that nigga, nigga, what's happenin'
Leavin' the party, shootin' that shit tragic
Gettin' her outta her panties like magic
Make me a call and they cover the roof
Frosto was dealing shit, he call it boof
Lookin' presentable, throw on a suit
How you was cool with my nigga last night? Today you beefin', nigga, you a goof
When I get mad, I'ma go on the loof Do you be totin' them K's, tell the truth
Truth to the matter, I throw on all-black
Savin' that money can't get you a scat
But savin' that money can get you a pack
Illegal motion, you cannot go back
Got all of these guns, I don't got a Mac
Leavin' the house, don't forget your stack
Watch me stack the money, timer
Watch me stack the nickel, dimer
Rollin' a wood while I'm wearin' designer
Don't really see her, but broke and find her
Okay, okay
Dressed in blood like a 49er
She tryna drink but she 18 Bitch, you a f*ckin' minor
Writer: MaskedUp Entertainment
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid