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k?d — M.C.B. (Money Counter Beepin
Artist: → k?d
k?d — M.C.B. (Money Counter Beepin — lyrics
It’s that money counter shit man../pfft.. beep/ huhh, kd bitch; yeah./
Pfff…. beep, beep.. pfff beep, beep.. pfff beep, beep. beep
Money counter beepin’ (pfff beep, beep)
Trappin never ceasing (uh-huh, uhh, imma go-getter my nigga)
My bitches know i’m eating (yaah, check a bag, check a bag, check a bag)
Plus, imma young demon (uhh, ayye) ayye
Money counter beepin’, lay you down for reaching; trapping never ceasing, week until the weekend. bitches know i’m eating, imma young demon; fuck her til she leaking, off hills by the weeknd. bust a nut, then get out the county; on the interstate flyin in a audi. shorty say she love me, but i highly doubt it; blacked out in thе pussy like a power outage. chеck a bag, or stay the fuck from round me; imma go-getter so the labels found me. i been jugging all through lasalle county; finessed the plug, an now they got a bounty. while yo ass was fasting, my whole team was eating; i keep it on me, if you think i’m sleepin. getting paper-cuts from the money creases; i brought all my team in, money counter beepin’
Money counter beepin’ (pfff beep, beep)
Trappin never ceasing (uh-huh, uhh, imma go-getter my nigga)
My bitches know i’m eating (yaah, check a bag, check a bag, check a bag)
Plus, imma young demon (uhh, ayye) ayye
Money counter beepin’ (pfff beep, beep)
Trappin never ceasing (uh-huh, uhh, imma go-getter my nigga)
My bitches know i’m eating (yaah, check a bag, check a bag, check a bag)
Plus, imma young demon (uhh, ayye) ayye
Five for a feature, money counter beepin’; adding like it’s teaching, so cold i’m anemic. money my demeanor, safe the money keeper; money make her cum, she wet like aquafina. put my girls in versace fits, they match. both they shoes chanel, they look like money bags. smoking on that gas, on fire like a match; money green benz, took the monti back. can’t count it with my hands, machine been doing numbers; balling like i’m mike, jumper, jumper, jumper. tryna stain the trap, when you see the bumper; go hard for the guap, like it’s all or nothing. count out ten quick, one push of a button; all this damn beepin’, money counter bussin. when it comes this fast, that’s when you gotta love it.. (hnhh) fuck it
Money counter beepin’ (pfff beep, beep)
Trappin never ceasing (uh-huh, uhh, imma go-getter my nigga)
My bitches know i’m eating (yaah, check a bag, check a bag, check a bag)
Plus, imma young demon (uhh, ayye) ayye
Money counter beepin’ (pfff beep, beep)
Trappin never ceasing (uh-huh, uhh, imma go-getter my nigga)
My bitches know i’m eating (yaah, check a bag, check a bag, check a bag)
Plus, imma young demon (uhh, ayye) ayye
I got some work in yo kitchen, standing over to stove water whipping (uuh). tryna turn ounces to midgets; casing out, saying let’s get it (look). i rather drop birds in the water (yeah), i ain’t got time for no bitches (uhh). i use dinner plates to bag up the work, i make his bitch do the dishes (look). i drop the soda to stretch it, an call a few boofers to test it; reviews tell me i got that gas, they wanna know who my connect is. but that’s too much knowledge for hypes, especially when money’s invested. i get my snow for the low, then hit the land just to finesse shit. if i drop a bird in the water (brrrr), i bet you; it’ll get stretched quick. i can one into three; an still have that heat, that’s the best shit. line doin numbers, i check a bag; an unknown callers, i ain’t answering that shit. we don’t sell drugs here no more; i bet bud nillis got the message
Money counter beepin’ (pfff beep, beep)
Trappin never ceasing (uh-huh, uhh, imma go-getter my nigga)
My bitches know i’m eating (yaah, check a bag, check a bag, check a bag)
Plus, imma young demon (uhh, ayye) ayye
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