Duwap Kaine - Money Counter

Bighead on the Beat

Money counter on the counter
All this money gon' surround us
Every time I'm getting higher
Everyday my weed get louder
All this lean I'm sippin'
All these hoes I'm fuckin', aye
All the cash I'm spendin'
All the cops I'm duckin', aye
Tell me what's the move bruh, yeah
I'm just tryna get the moolah, yeah
Young nigga a maneuver, yeah
I can't fuck with no loser, yeah
Young Duwap keep that strap on him at all times can't fuck with no type of lame
If you disrespect me or the squad we gon' blow out your brain cause I'm Duwap Kaine
You ain't nobody, you can't rob me, it's a hobby, we catch bodies
I ain't got no money you's a damn liar
Pull up in that 'Rari I'm so damn fly
Young rich nigga with a trap life
You ain't got no bricks so what's your trap like?
And I stay strapped up I'm so trap like
I just popped a fucking pill got me so high, yeah