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Sauce Walka - Money Counter Lyrics



Sauce Walka - Money Counter Lyrics
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[ Featuring Travis Scott ]

Ooh-wee
Shh, splash
(Fred, shoot, Fred, shoot)

Told that bitch, "Bring me five hundred thousand"
Once I make a hundred million, I'ma go buy me an island
Smoke big 'Za while I fly Brazilian, extra 10K for the pilot
LV Jacqet change, chameleon, don't disrespect me with a stylist (brr)
My birds drop shit the wildest
Hit his miss, eat all the Pop-Tarts from the kids, I'm being childish
Bro, I fill this liquid, six all in my ribs, this cup a downer
New lil' bitch like eatin' fish, I told her, "Go swim for a flounder"
All we really like to hear is the f*ckin' money counter (frrt)

Countin' it up 'til it break (beep)
Droppin' Wockhardt in a shake (woo)
She started minimum wage
Put her down a different way
Gave her a whole different game
Took her away from the lames
Then she came back with the change
Cuban link I got her cost a sixty
Way before I gave her that, lil' baby brought me three-fifty
Oh my Lord, that ass is fat, she stole that Rolex from a gypsy
Brought me six blue bank rolls, I'm playin' "Marathon" for Nipsey
This codeine, bae, I ain't tipsy
We keep it drippy, got smoke for hippies
Sauce just dropped Tris in a Simply
My son got swings on a ten-speed
Soo-woo, Blood gang, what the lick read?
Bitch so fine, I let her kiss me
But I'm still gon' need a fifty
Pepto-Bismol on the Bentley
F*ck the feds, free Sanch' and Drippy

Told that bitch, "Bring me five hundred thousand" (ooh-wee, shit)
Once I make a hundred million, I'ma go buy me an island
Smoke big 'Za while I fly Brazilian, extra 10K for the pilot (drip)
LV Jacqet change, chameleon, don't disrespect me with a stylist (brr)
My birds drop shit the wildest
Hit his miss, eat all the Pop-Tarts from the kids, I'm bein' childish (woo)
Bro, I fill this liquid six all in my ribs, this cup a downer (it's young Jacq from the MO, shit)
New lil' bitch like eatin' fish (it's young Jacq from the MO)
I told her, "Go swim for a flounder" (ooh-wee)
All we really like to hear is the f*ckin' money counter (beep, beep)

It's young Jacq from the MO (woo, woo)
She in QV, new to Lake O (woo, woo)
She wetter than Meadow Creek (woo, woo)
I had to pick up the flow (woo, woo)
When Sauce was breakin' a ho (woo, woo)
When JT was kickin' a door (woo, woo)
Me and Eight out on the road (let's go)
Ever since that check said, "Hundred million" (woah)
They talkin' shoes when I'm in Poland (woah)
I'm designin' up a buildin' (woah)
Inside thuggin', above the nation (woah)
Designin' Lambos, I'm Siciilian (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm just tryna free the children
Pilot asked me where the wheels went (yeah, yeah, yeah)
In the H, it's how I'm feeling
I took a six in the seven, I'm washin' it down with the Wock', I'm already gone
I showed you the pull in the back, she sweared she was out at the beach, didn't know you at home
I pass to my sidekick, my nigga can get that too, but I pass him my phone
Just hit me before twelve 'cause after I drop this four, I need to be alone

Told that- me five- me five hundred thousand (ooh-wee)
Once I make a- million- million, I'ma go buy me an island
Sm- while I fly- while I fly Brazilian, extra 10K for the pilot (drip)
L- 'ket- L- 'ket change, chameleon, don't disrespect me with a stylist (br)
My birds drop sh- 'ildest- 'ildest
Hit his miss, eat all the Pop-Tarts from the kids, I'm bein' childish (woo)
Bro, I fill this li- 'ix- li- 'ix all in my ribs, this c- 'owner- 'owner
New lil' bitch like eatin' fish, I told her, "Go swim for a flounder" (ooh-wee)
All we really like to hear is the f*ckin' money counter
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Ooh-wee
Shh, splash
(Fred, shoot, Fred, shoot)

Told that bitch, "Bring me five hundred thousand"
Once I make a hundred million, I'ma go buy me an island
Smoke big 'Za while I fly Brazilian, extra 10K for the pilot
LV Jacqet change, chameleon, don't disrespect me with a stylist (brr)
My birds drop shit the wildest
Hit his miss, eat all the Pop-Tarts from the kids, I'm being childish
Bro, I fill this liquid, six all in my ribs, this cup a downer
New lil' bitch like eatin' fish, I told her, "Go swim for a flounder"
All we really like to hear is the f*ckin' money counter (frrt)

Countin' it up 'til it break (beep)
Droppin' Wockhardt in a shake (woo)
She started minimum wage
Put her down a different way
Gave her a whole different game
Took her away from the lames
Then she came back with the change
Cuban link I got her cost a sixty
Way before I gave her that, lil' baby brought me three-fifty
Oh my Lord, that ass is fat, she stole that Rolex from a gypsy
Brought me six blue bank rolls, I'm playin' "Marathon" for Nipsey
This codeine, bae, I ain't tipsy
We keep it drippy, got smoke for hippies
Sauce just dropped Tris in a Simply
My son got swings on a ten-speed
Soo-woo, Blood gang, what the lick read?
Bitch so fine, I let her kiss me
But I'm still gon' need a fifty
Pepto-Bismol on the Bentley
F*ck the feds, free Sanch' and Drippy

Told that bitch, "Bring me five hundred thousand" (ooh-wee, shit)
Once I make a hundred million, I'ma go buy me an island
Smoke big 'Za while I fly Brazilian, extra 10K for the pilot (drip)
LV Jacqet change, chameleon, don't disrespect me with a stylist (brr)
My birds drop shit the wildest
Hit his miss, eat all the Pop-Tarts from the kids, I'm bein' childish (woo)
Bro, I fill this liquid six all in my ribs, this cup a downer (it's young Jacq from the MO, shit)
New lil' bitch like eatin' fish (it's young Jacq from the MO)
I told her, "Go swim for a flounder" (ooh-wee)
All we really like to hear is the f*ckin' money counter (beep, beep)

It's young Jacq from the MO (woo, woo)
She in QV, new to Lake O (woo, woo)
She wetter than Meadow Creek (woo, woo)
I had to pick up the flow (woo, woo)
When Sauce was breakin' a ho (woo, woo)
When JT was kickin' a door (woo, woo)
Me and Eight out on the road (let's go)
Ever since that check said, "Hundred million" (woah)
They talkin' shoes when I'm in Poland (woah)
I'm designin' up a buildin' (woah)
Inside thuggin', above the nation (woah)
Designin' Lambos, I'm Siciilian (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm just tryna free the children
Pilot asked me where the wheels went (yeah, yeah, yeah)
In the H, it's how I'm feeling
I took a six in the seven, I'm washin' it down with the Wock', I'm already gone
I showed you the pull in the back, she sweared she was out at the beach, didn't know you at home
I pass to my sidekick, my nigga can get that too, but I pass him my phone
Just hit me before twelve 'cause after I drop this four, I need to be alone

Told that- me five- me five hundred thousand (ooh-wee)
Once I make a- million- million, I'ma go buy me an island
Sm- while I fly- while I fly Brazilian, extra 10K for the pilot (drip)
L- 'ket- L- 'ket change, chameleon, don't disrespect me with a stylist (br)
My birds drop sh- 'ildest- 'ildest
Hit his miss, eat all the Pop-Tarts from the kids, I'm bein' childish (woo)
Bro, I fill this li- 'ix- li- 'ix all in my ribs, this c- 'owner- 'owner
New lil' bitch like eatin' fish, I told her, "Go swim for a flounder" (ooh-wee)
All we really like to hear is the f*ckin' money counter
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Writer: Albert Mondane Walker
Copyright: Lyrics © EMPIRE

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Performed By: Sauce Walka
Featuring: Travis Scott
Language: English
Length: 3:18
Written by: Albert Mondane Walker

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