Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vyron Turner
Songwriter
Gerard Long II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Left Brain
Producer
Syd
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Man, one day I'ma get there I'ma be counting these bankrolls, ****
Right there, we gonna be getting all the dank dro', rolling up
Man, I'ma be fucking with a model bitch, no stank hoe
For sure, man, we gonna be counting all the bankrolls
All the bankrolls
[Verse 2]
Uh
Bless, first one up, yep, good morning
I'm already out the door by the time you were yawning
Head start for the green, mow lawnin'
Prolonging in the game, sing along and
Bounce if you like come on bob your head
Obey every single word that Simon said
Blood diamond flow, it's shining red
What's up with your Hip-Hop? Mine is dead
Wolf Gang bred, cocaine bread
They ain't associated, I ain't shake they hand
Pretty ass **** with a girl from Japan
She don't speak any English but she understands
So in demand, I'm him the man
The music plants the cash in hand
I can't be concentrated on what the press might hear
I buzz in less than a light, yeah
How did I arrive here?
[Verse 3]
What the fuck you think, yo? I be smoking dank dro'
You be fucking stank hoes, I be counting bankrolls
I be counting bankrolls, I be counting bankrolls
Fuck you, ****, I be counting bankrolls
Yeah, to the bank every week
Y'all already know, I fuck with the freaks
I be counting bankrolls, I be counting bankrolls
Fuck you, ****, I be counting bankrolls
[Verse 4]
You know it's odd when I come through your area
'Cause you scared of a monster
Tell your uncle I'm scaring you
Working on my form, MellowHype bury you
Six, two, six on you local carrier
Nothing's set in stone until those stones are set
I plot and break a sweat until my bones are wet
You want me to give like there's nothing to get
But there's nothing to get, just music to share
We got music to spare, like it's musical chairs
Beats are the truth and lyrics take dares
And I'm coming after whoever want it
And I swing for the fence, ****, don't pitch
Home run derby, I don't miss
Then I go home, eat beats, scrumptious
MellowHype is better than the rest
Better than the next and better than the best
[Verse 5]
What the fuck you think, yo? I be smoking dank dro'
You be fucking stank hoes, I be counting bankrolls
I be counting bankrolls, I be counting bankrolls
Fuck you, ****, I be counting bankrolls
To the bank every week
You already know I fuck with the freaks
Count bankrolls, I be counting bankrolls
Fuck you, ****, I be counting bankrolls
[Verse 6]
I be counting bankrolls, I be counting green
Count so much money, need a paper machine
I be counting money, I be counting paper
I be counting bankrolls, I be counting bankrolls
I be counting money, I be counting paper
I be counting bankrolls, I be counting bankrolls
I be counting money, I be counting paper
I be counting bankrolls, I be counting bankrolls
[Verse 7]
What the fuck you think, yo? I be smoking dank dro
You be fucking stank hoes, I be counting bankrolls
I be counting bankrolls, I be counting bankrolls
Fuck you ****, I be counting bankrolls to the bank every week
You already know I fuck with the freaks
Count bank rolls, I be counting bankrolls
Fuck you ****, I be counting bankrolls
Written by: Gerard Long, Gerard Long II, Vyron Turner

