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money counter missile - drip$tick lyrics lyrics

[intro: drip$tick]
(ayo, mercy!)
(drip$tick) ugh
(sora, you lazy bum) ugh, let’s go
ugh

[chorus: drip$tick, both]
when i’m makin’ my money, i go, “ugh”
yeah, my kind of ride need a chauffer
money counter like a missile
when i hit, i won’t miss ya
money counter like a pistol
when i hit, i won’t miss ya

[verse 1: drip$tick & soraxleblanc]
i just been stackin’ my chips up
you wanna go against drip? uhm
why is he thinkin’ my cliques? dumb
where did he get all that sh+t from?
yeah, she know drip don’t miss, huh
all i do is make hits, d+mn
watch the wallet shapeshift, yeah
why they on the same sh+t? yeah
i’m in love with two things, huh?
that’s my bae and payments
i couldn’t care what haters sayin’
i step on they grave, it’s desеcration
and tell that boy to get up (steppin’ on nеcks, i’ll never let up)
oh, they think i’d let up? (don’t give a f+ck, i’m ’bout my cheddar)
i just get my cheddar (think i could fold, bro, i could never, yeah)
foldin’, i could never
money be countin’ up like it’s a– uh
money counter missile
[verse 2: soraxleblanc]
yeah, way i’m livin’, movin’ dangerous
haters got problems, but won’t ever say sh+t
they gon’ just turn around, do the same sh+t
these hoes are shameless
she wanna f+ck ’cause she heard that i’m famous
sippin’ on the wok, sh+t got me movin’ brainless
i don’t wanna talk, i ain’t one with the lame sh+t
n+ggas stay bitin’ my flow for the placements, lane switch
metal on my hip, i stay totin’ stainless
he want a feature, he best hit my payhip
don’t wanna talk if it’s not ’bout my payment
don’t wanna talk unless it’s commas, huh
got a problem wit’ it? get your dollars up
n+ggas be mad i say one thing, they riled up
n+ggas claiming they hot, they more mild, huh
when i’m makin’ my money, i go up
they say, “sora, you know you the goat, bruh?”
n+ggas ain’t lockin’ in, they just choke up
roll ’em up in a spliff, i’ma smoke up
money counter go up like a missile
f+ck the therapy, money my mental
me and drip, we locked in, yeah, we ten toes
money stackin’ up, it’s ten fold
money stackin’, sh+t is ten fold
money stackin’, sh+t is ten fold
[chorus: drip$tick, both]
when i’m makin’ my money, i go, “ugh”
yeah, my kind of ride need a chauffer
money counter like a missile
when i hit, i won’t miss ya
money counter like a pistol
when i hit, i won’t miss ya

- money counter missile lyrics

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