Money Machine

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BabyyJ

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Money countin' machine, that's how I run them bands up
Got the new Chanel, bitches better catch up
Bitch, I took your nigga, held his ass for ransom
In love with these Benjis
Oou, he looks so handsome

Money countin' machine, that's how I run them bands up
Got the new Chanel, bitches better catch up
Bitch I took your nigga, held his ass for ransom
In love with these Benjis
Oou, he looks so handsome

Tryna get these commas and I put that on my momma
In the house, Thanksgiving fresh to toe in some designer
Don't get her what she want boy on my soul, yeah, she a whiner
Rubber band woman I'm wrappin' rolls can't get no tighter
Bitches on the leash can't go nowhere cause she a hider
All that bark no bite, you say all words, but won't even try her
Say you want me long time, boy, I know yo ass a liar
See a bitch fat ass, you look when your girl right beside ya

Pulled up in a whip these niggas ask me where my top at
We chillin' for a minute and you still ain't get no top yet
I'm a trill-ass bitch, I'm just as real bae it gon' get
See them bitches now, but when I blow, they be like, oh, shit
That girl called BabyyJ she back to back, no Drake with more hits
She quiet to herself, Versace lenses with more focused
Bad-ass pretty girl, don't seek no clout but they gon' notice
I'm smokin' loud up in the air, no hotbox cuz it's open

Money countin' machine, that's how I run them bands up
Got the new Chanel, bitches better catch up
Bitch, I took your nigga, held his ass for ransom
In love with these Benjis
Oou, he looks so handsome

Money countin' machine, that's how I run them bands up
Got the new Chanel, bitches better catch up
Bitch, I took your nigga, held his ass for ransom
In love with these Benjis
Oou, he looks so handsome

Girl act like she know me, but her knowledge not up
Please show me your hands or you can shut the f*ck up
It's no ceiling in my mind, can't tell if I'm high enough
It's no seeing in my eyes, I'm rollin' past like what up
Broke boy want some pussy, yeah, you tried it you cunt
Can't do nothin' for me, probably roll me a blunt
You lazy on your ass, you won't do nun but sit up
Trap nigga movin' work and then he break me a cut
No cap, I say all facts without emotion attached
Don't blow my phone, you toxic hoe, you get no text back
I'm too busy countin' money, please don't get me off track
Addicted to the dope, I'm steady feedin' for racks
Tough nigga actin' hard, but he really not tough
Change it keep on comin', I won't ever switch up
Bitty problem come around, you quick to give up
And you can't be in my circle if you don't think about bucks

Money countin' machine, that's how I run them bands up
Got new Chanel, bitches better catch up
Bitch, I took your nigga, held his ass for ransom
Yeah, I held his ass for ransom

Money countin' machine
That's how I run them bands up
Because I'm in love with these Benjis
Oou, he looks so handsome

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