Italy

Birds chirping and shit... We count up the money (We count up the money) We count up the money (We count up the money) We count up the money (We count up the money) We count up the money (We count up the money) We count up the money (We count up the money) We count up the money (We count up the money) We counting these Benjis (hundreds and fifties) Fifties and Twenties (Fifties and Twenties) These niggas be talking bout iron, she ready to blow (Faaa) Police pull up on the car, she holding the weed and holding the pole Shawty be all on the block, she serving the leaf, and serving the snow lil mama out here working, she bossy, I love her, I drape her in gold (Hey) Boy gone, Imma bad man living Smoke Dope never dwell on a sad mans feelings Send hoes to ya door with 30s, and 4-4s Hit the safe for the dough, now we Mai Tai Chillin Shorty bout it, Imma take lil mama to the islands Niggas tryna rush, shorty clowning Pop a lil ex, get to wildn Say her favorite rappers Meg the Stallion, imma see if you bout it Like... Are you equestrian Can you ride dick with the best of them Can not tap I expect to win Girl I’m 32 under the rim, Can you really take D when you stepping in Shawty in the fire, Never leave the crib without the iron Went and hit the block got fired Started selling dope like The Wire Started moving weight, getting hotter, but she do it so her mama can retire That A-1 Perico She always honest and never deceitful Take her on trips round the world to meet people Shorty bi lingual, and sexy, and lethal Whipping in Phantoms, we started with Regals Jamaica and Rome, Italy, Spain All I needs me and my chick on a plane Bags full of fifties and hundreds We counting It up till we land Where the fuck you get a rack like that Where the fuck you get a back like that Gave her the pack, A day and a half, And then she brought the cash right back like damn She was born in the Caribbeans She told me her mom was a immigrant And she never been out to Italy So we took a trip out to Sicily She ride me like she tryna injure me She tatted me name no forgetting me I’m shinin you gotta remember me The haters can’t ruin my energy I know they envy me That shit don’t bother me Don’t give a fuck if you feelin me I know they wanna get rid of me Thankin god say a prayer for my enemies I cannot show em no sympathy I’m not that dude you pretend to be If I start some shit ima finish it She pass me the clip then I empty it She said she all bout her business I told her my hustle is limitless That’s why we both plotting on millions All we do is fuck and count Benjamins We count up the money (We count up the money) We count up the money (We count up the money) We count up the money (We count up the money) We count up the money (We count up the money) We count up the money (We count up the money) We count up the money (We count up the money) We counting these Benjis (hundreds and fifties) Fifties and Twenties (Fifties and Twenties) These niggas be talking bout iron, she ready to blow (Faaa) Police pull up on the car, she holding the weed and holding the pole Shawty be all on the block, she serving the leaf, and serving the snow lil mama out here working, she bossy, I love her, I drape her in gold (Hey)