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$top drinking, count th€ mon€¥
Hip-Hop/Rap
$top drinking, count th€ mon€¥ was released on February 2, 2024 by Ace Imperial as a part of the album dollar$ und€r th€ influ€nc€
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Release DateFebruary 2, 2024
LabelAce Imperial
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM160

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Glenn Outen Moore Jr
John Glenn Outen Moore Jr
Songwriter

Lyrics

Ain't nothin' better than a thousand in crisp hundreds
The bills keep stickin', triple-check the count when I thumb through it
Uh, hold up Nah, keep it runnin' Price, I just forgot
to check my payout from Del Park
Ayo, I wrote this drunk, so it might sound off-beat
It might not rhyme at times
I'm more worried if the Patriots are coverin' 7
The baddest women wearin' 10K in tennis bracelets
She unfamiliar with Wimbledon
Need to hit her from the back to show her discipline
The game is in a diabetic status I'm here to give it they insulin
Rappers flow too cheap to pay attention Come on, man, why do y'all listen?
I sound like money, my flow must be they Ritalin
Y'all Herbs wanna pay the game, but MEAZY got next
Rings on Tom Brady's status, Y'all still trustin' this process?
I told y'all before, I'm MVP of this league Y'all Herbs 30, still tryna get a contract overseas
I'm too nice for these peasants, they don't deserve my presence
I mean, this the type of talent that Chris Brickley couldn't even teach
I mean, the level of greatness I achieve is beyond Giannis reach (Easy)
I just wanna keep it a buck, I'm gettin' DMs from your ex, cuz
J.MEAZY is what these b*****s want
I pay them no mind, don't spare pennies for thots
I love the way Sarah Sydney ass-switch when
she walks
Criminology thoughts, leave rappers outlined in chalk
Lyrical ability like artillery in Desert Storm
Militant tactics kill a rapper's career and cause his fans to mourn
Name was in lights, he ended up a John Doe
That's what happens when a prop Joe crosses a Marlo
Can't help this Fabolous flow, made his fans like me a Lil' Mo (Easy)
Don't mean to brag and boast, wait a second, yeah do
With all the disrespect in the world, I'm just better than you
Paid in full, so I do my Dougie, while she give me Cuddy
Treat me like a king, you sit the bench like you her little buddy
Known to eat beats and hang with blue faces, I'm Doug Funny
Scuba dive in listerine blue waters, yours is kinda muddy
Me and Sarah sitting court side at the game,
So close, the coach look down the bench and think that I'm playing
I set fire to the booth and I emerge like Kanan
That money smell familiar, that's my mama biscuits
I run the game and leave competition with a torn meniscus
Got hustlers disappointed like kids who got clothes for Christmas
Yaw worry about the VC in your 2K account I'm really balling, my bank account got triple of that amount
Rudely interrupted
Shut the hell up John, stop drinking All this cash on table, you need to check the count
Can't even understand this English, influenced by the 40 ounce
Drunken dreams of having business meetings with Steve Stout
Kick down opportunity's door, forgot the keys to the house
Life's a bitch, I like her better when she ain't wearing a blouse
Hit by the remote, John, you better watch your mouth
Stormed upstairs I'ma leave your dope ass sitting on the couch
Triple check the count and still can't remember the amount
I'm Lit bruh... Easy
Written by: John Glenn Outen Moore Jr
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