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Yeah, yeah, Glock style
Count it up, let's go
I’m just focused on the paper, making cuts on my thumb
Count a hundred thousand up until my fingers go numb
Yeah, they talking all that noise, but they don't know where I'm from
I just stack it to the ceiling, I ain't leaving no crumb
No crumb, yeah
Stacking paper till my fingers go numb
Let's go, yeah
Stacking paper till my fingers go numb
Stepped in the room with the ice on my neck
I don't sign a deal if it ain't a big check
Riding in the Cullinan, tint on the glass
Always in first place, never in last
Talk about the money, I got plenty of that
Came from the bottom, no cap in my rap
Got the engine revving fast, leaving smoke on the street
Every time I drop a bar, put the heat on the beat
I don't do the drama, I just do the digits
Money on my mind, got me moving real fidget
Keep it real simple, I ain't changing for a dime
Doing big business, taking over all the time!
I’m just focused on the paper, making cuts on my thumb
Count a hundred thousand up until my fingers go numb
Yeah, they talking all that noise, but they don't know where I'm from
I just stack it to the ceiling, I ain't leaving no crumb
No crumb, yeah
Stacking paper till my fingers go numb
Let's go, yeah
Stacking paper till my fingers go numb
Yellow paint job on the foreign, look bright
Work in the dark, but I live in the light
Got a whole team and we eating real good
Never forget what I learned in the hood
Count it up, flip it, then double the score
Walk in the store and I buy out the floor
No features needed, I do it alone
Crown on my head, yeah I sit on the throne
They want the secret, they want the recipe
Nobody out here is messin' with me
Stay on my grind from the morning to night
Turned all my dark days into the light!
I’m just focused on the paper, making cuts on my thumb
Count a hundred thousand up until my fingers go numb
Yeah, they talking all that noise, but they don't know where I'm from
I just stack it to the ceiling, I ain't leaving no crumb
No crumb, yeah
Stacking paper till my fingers go numb
Let's go, yeah
Stacking paper till my fingers go numb
Yeah
Just the paper, man
Yellow coupe, big checks
Glock flow
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