Counterfit

[Chorus]
Bitch I got racks
All these hundreds ain't no counterfeit
Money in a stack
Pile it like a fuckin tower bitch
Woke up in a trance
On my way up fuck a downer bitch
On my fuckin prime
We ain't ever going down we lit

Bitch I got racks
All these hundreds ain't no counterfeit
Money in a stack
Pile it like a fuckin tower bitch
Woke up in a trance
On my way up fuck a downer bitch
On my fuckin prime
We ain't ever going down we lit

[Verse]
Drinking all this lean
I ain't coughed in a hot minute
Dudes be tryna front
But it's obvious they not with it
Log in to my bank account
It's obvious I got digits
Flexin on thesе bitches
All designer I got Guap listеn
Your daughter call me
Daddy to
Show me what that
Ass can do
Give me the addy
I hopped in the caddy
I'm drunk off my mind
I can't drive through the alley
Shawty gon suck on the tip
Top
Your bitch came over our lips
Locked
Ice on my neck it go drip
Drop
I'm with your bitch I don't miss
Shots
She wanna fuck on me
Not in November
I woke up with two bitches
I can't remember
Play-Plaing that bitch
Like a six string no fender
I'm spitting blazikin
You got an ember
Neck
Cold
Wrist
Gold
Teeth
Froze
I woke up
With a lot of dough
Also bought
A fuckin home
And some wing stop
All to go
If he wanna
Jack my throne
Le-Leave em
In a catacomb

[Chorus]
Bitch I got racks
All these hundreds ain't no counterfeit
Money in a stack
Pile it like a fuckin tower bitch
Woke up in a trance
On my way up fuck a downer bitch
On my fuckin prime
We ain't ever going down we lit

Bitch I got racks
All these hundreds ain't no counterfeit
Money in a stack
Pile it like a fuckin tower bitch
Woke up in a trance
On my way up fuck a downer bitch
On my fuckin prime
We ain't ever going down we lit