Money Counter - Stace

I’ve been working one week, no sleep, like I’m underpaid

Tryna stack paper 'til the house looks like it’s under shade

Get a 100 bands and money dance to a better view

Finger tips dirty 'cause they leaving ink residue

Me and all my niggas man we on the come up

Grinding all winter to finesse the summer

I told a Spanish mami mira take my number

Dinero rápido the check is bout to run up (whoo whoo whoo)

I remember when I made my first thousand

I was barely 12 I was the best at counting

Bragging to my classmates by the water fountain

I love that weird sound of the money counter

Now I can make a million I believe it’s true

And I can make it rain if I wanted to

And I can count by hand that’s what winners do

But that paper stick together when the money’s new

My money counter got a mind of its own

My money counter got a mind of its own

My money counter got a mind of its own

My money counter got a mind of its own

Look don’t check on me, 'less you got a check for me

I don’t credit counterfeits but you can bounce like you owe me

I pray the money fits 'cause the singles getting lonely

If we count it all by hand we 'gon be here 'til the morning

Pussy the new currency, these hoes 'gon eat

She ordered Nuvo, she’s so nouveau riche

Rubber bands snapping like Kudjo’s leash

I’m on a strict bread diet 'till my rolls whole wheat

Now I can make a million I believe it’s true

And I can make it rain if I wanted to

And I can count by hand that’s what winners do

But that paper stick together when the money’s new

My money counter got a mind of its own

My money counter got a mind of its own

My money counter got a mind of its own

My money counter got a mind of its own

You can push the brown like Nino, the white, Al Pachino

Money counting large bills ain’t nothing muy poco

My net worth is goals but you foul like a free throw

Try and stop my count and I got shooters where you sleep ho

Yeah