[Hook] x2

Fuck a bitch I love the bank, fuck a money counter up

Tuffboy revenue and we always counting up

Count it up, count it, count it up, count it up

Count it, sauce it up

[Verse 1]

Making this money I split it, I split it

You boys be so rats just like Splinter

Making these raps I spit, I spit it

Your bitch yeah I hit it, your bitch yeah we hit it

It did it, we did it

Making waves yeah we get it, we get it

We reckless grind for a necklace

Eat the bitch out just like breakfast

Talk out your neck boy you dumb

Making these bitches so numb

Fuck on that thotty I run

Spit out that bitch like some gum

Bad bitch now she nun

Handle it cock it like gun

Krabby-patty boy you chum

Batty-boy drinking the rum

Pussy-boy you ain't want none

Pussy-boy you ain't nothing

I be father and you be my sons

Popping them ollies and fuck all them guns

[Bridge 1]

Count it up, count it up

My accountant be counting up

Accountant be counting up, count it up

Cameron be counting up

Count or be counted up, count it up

Cameron be counting up

Count or be counted up

Count it up, count it up

[Interlude: Ceddy Bu "The Rap Sumo"]

Mixtape coming soon, yeah it don't stop

It don't stop, cool me off mane!

[Verse 2]

Tuffboys yeah we next in

From the neck in, we be flexing

Put the tech in, if you 'bout it

Talking 'bout shit is you really 'bout it?

Talking 'bout bricks and you build houses

Thot hoes be sleeping on the couches

Boy you ain't bought shit, shut your mouth up

Playing dress up on Instagram, that ain't your get up

Another level you can't get up

Boy keep runnin, c-catch up, laced up, strapped up

Cats up, boot it up, in the cut, give me cup

Thot-thot she a slut, pour it up, give me love, I give her nut

Rhyme like I'm Bust

You ain't got no money, boy catches the bus

You really you ain't like me, you ain't like us

All of my sneakers so scuffed

Fuck on that thot then I leave when I bust, I give a fuck one night

Then I leave like "oh god, bye-bye-bye-bye", fuck a hoe I love my ni-ni-nikes

Riding your bitch like a bike, don't care if that hoe alright

Alex and I, be sipping the sodie all night

Fuck in the light, you bitch boy and you bite

Biting be biting, your bitch I ride it, I ride it

She riding she riding, making this money excited, excited

You boys be so blind and I'm guiding, you think you is styling you lying

Talking that shit leave you crying, fuck up the fetti that Gucci I'm buying

Try hard boys, they try stop me but that ain't no option

Cuz Llehna be popping, finessing and flossing

[Bridge 2]

I'm about counting up, all that motherfucking fetti

All that motherfucking green, bitch I pop a sodie not no motherfucking lean

Aye, fuck you mean? No lean

Popping only sodies

[Hook] x2

Fuck a bitch I love the bank, fuck a money counter up

Tuffboy revenue and we always counting up

Count it up, count it, count it up, count it up

Count it, sauce it up