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Song title: Berner - Counting Money

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[Hook]
Iâ€™m 20 bees, a hundred sixty Gâ€™s
I been balling all week I'm counting money in my sleep
No sleep, my body feel weak and I ainâ€™t had time to eat
Iâ€™m counting money in my sleep
Iâ€™m caked up right now I gotta check
Iâ€™m checking bottles to the neck Iâ€™m counting money in my sleep
Iâ€™m counting money all day, Iâ€™m counting money all day
Iâ€™m counting money all day, Iâ€™m counting money in my sleep

Oh right about now, Iâ€™m blowing cash
In this low lane cruising Iâ€™m too hot to go fast
I put some brand new lights in my benz and in my stashes
A fully loaded mag turkey bags full of gas
When we touch down then we celebrate
Watch me get trippy, watch me elevate
Money ainâ€™t an issue now I spend it when I get it
Limo tinny with about three or four bitches in it
And now Iâ€™m with my money get a rush when Iâ€™m counting
Lost a pack in the mill I thank God when I found it
In the club weâ€™re making fucking light show
Where the ice and the bottles that we buy, Iâ€™m counting money

Right about now Iâ€™m getting bread with a bad little bitch
Little mama give me head,
While Iâ€™m floating and I'm sip on my potion
Iâ€™m in the bossin got the loudest shit in the city look what Iâ€™m smoking
And my cherry red chevy with the top down
Theyâ€™ll be like damn what just mother fucker bout now
I bought a new home, a little Louie and some Prada
A 55 inch flat screen for my daughter
We bout a hundred thousand dollar for tomorrow just to flex
In the club try to show up if you wanna
I pull up with them ballas shut collars and piranhas
Shout out to my plug them talk thousand Tijuana

Right about now Iâ€™m caked out
No no chips I put the pearl face out
I bet you cry when you look down the barrel
Iâ€™m on the pharel with a bitch I like bitches but she straight as an arrow
Had the money coming in so fast
Iâ€™m looking out like it, damn I know this won't last
We hit the strip club and make a movie money flies in the air
The way she look it at me like she wanna fuck me right here
And right about now, you really got me a check
Why you got your glass up or take the shit to the neck
Yeah Iâ€™m blowing kush smoke and Iâ€™m pissing my whip
You got a brand new paint job that can't be out wit
Iâ€™m counting money