Countin’ Money Lyrics by Curren$y
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)
[Hook: Curren$y]
Countin' money while my bitches sleep
Countin' money 'till my niggas eat
Countin' money while my bitches sleep
Countin' money 'till my niggas eat
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
I was high, she was hot
Nowadays we don't even try
You supreme don't wait in the line
She give me brain, that's a piece of mind
Smoking wax, OG kush combined, money that's my time
You know the saying, don't be wasting mine
Fresh out of papers, the momma complained us
Saying it's too much smoke
Telling us we too down to Earth to be famous
Well who told you getting money would change us?
The same niggas probably told you
That the game would fail
But they wrong cause my pack better than ever
I'm jet setting whenever I want
And
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Master craftsman, paper stacking
The scent of jasmine on the bed, she's baby napping
She's been working hard it made her sleep
I made it rain on her all night, she only get wet for G's
Yeah I be, example of, manning up, standing up
Not setting a foot in ho shit, smashing em
What's happening bruh? Same shit but the [???] gold
Royal flush in my royal blue Rolls rolling up
Something out of old, all the [???] riding slow
Mind open but my eyes low
Focused on the only goal
If I wanted I'mma [???]
You know
[Hook]
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)
[Hook: Curren$y]
Countin' money while my bitches sleep
Countin' money 'till my niggas eat
Countin' money while my bitches sleep
Countin' money 'till my niggas eat
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
I was high, she was hot
Nowadays we don't even try
You supreme don't wait in the line
She give me brain, that's a piece of mind
Smoking wax, OG kush combined, money that's my time
You know the saying, don't be wasting mine
Fresh out of papers, the momma complained us
Saying it's too much smoke
Telling us we too down to Earth to be famous
Well who told you getting money would change us?
The same niggas probably told you
That the game would fail
But they wrong cause my pack better than ever
I'm jet setting whenever I want
And
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Master craftsman, paper stacking
The scent of jasmine on the bed, she's baby napping
She's been working hard it made her sleep
I made it rain on her all night, she only get wet for G's
Yeah I be, example of, manning up, standing up
Not setting a foot in ho shit, smashing em
What's happening bruh? Same shit but the [???] gold
Royal flush in my royal blue Rolls rolling up
Something out of old, all the [???] riding slow
Mind open but my eyes low
Focused on the only goal
If I wanted I'mma [???]
You know
[Hook]