All the bad bitches yeah, they want to party with us

Cause they know we gon' get the party turned up

Geeked up, yeah for real, yeah all month

That bitch want more pills, whatchu want

That bitch want more pills, huh, more drugs

Thinking I'm going to stay, you must be drunk

Pouring up some quay, I'm trying to move on

In L.A. making plays, like I'm on the Dodgers

Yeah, I'm better off just counting bucks

Better off just counting bucks

Better off just counting bucks

Yeah, I'm better off alone

Better off alone, in my zone

Don't call my phone, I see red like bloodstone

I got to gеt new clothes in a minute

Riding in a Cayеnne Porsche, with the windows tinted

I was so down

I was so down bad, I had to pivot

These bitches be switching

Until I pull up with a million

Until my money touch the ceiling

I'm getting all types of women

Pouring up lean, I can't feel shit

Walk around with a full clip

Thirty rounds sit on my hip

Mike Trout, send them out of here

Ride in a four door

Windows up, no photos

Yeah, I'm better off just counting bucks

Better off just counting bucks

Better off just counting bucks

Yeah, I'm better off alone