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Mason Fletcher
Mason Fletcher
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Count up the money I make it look simple Tell by the rhythm Can tell by the pace All about racks I stay on her mental Get to the bag it's all about cake Money so blue They say it look crippled Running up cash you know that we paid You wait on a sign and ask for symbol Me No no no I can't relate Now she next to me Ask me what I'm doing Say I'm counting up them bands Yea I get to it She say I know you the man Don't you act stupid Don't you play that shit Don't you play me She said wait Don't you drive that foreign outside yeah that new shit Do the doors go up Can you show me how you do it Now we in a high speed Moving in a i8 Think she gotta nosebleed Wonder if we high yet Wonder if we high yet I've been counting money up so long I'm in the sky yuh Tell me am I high yet Tell me am I high yet Now I'm overseas Doing interviews Waiting on your call Tryna get to you Tell me do you hear me Tell me do you hear me Count up the money I make it look simple Tell by the rhythm Can tell by the pace All about racks I stay on her mental Get to the bag it's all about cake Money so blue They say it look crippled Running up cash you know that we paid You wait on a sign and ask for symbol Me No no no I can't relate Get to the bag it's all about cake You know that we paid Pockets on sumo They jump out the safe They jump out the place All about money please get out the way Please get out the way All about money please get out the way Please get out the way Now she next to me Ask me what I'm doing Say I'm counting up them bands Yea I get to it She say I know you the man Don't you act stupid Don't you play that shit Don't you play me All about the money yeah I'm getting to it All about the money yeah I get to it Count up the money I count up the loot
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