We Don’t Count Money lyrics

by

DJ Drama


[Chorus: Hell Rell]
I said I'm always rocking the latest
c*ck it back and spray it
Extort sh*t and you better pay it
We don't count money we weight it, boy
We don't count money we weight it
c*ck it back and spray it
Your b*tch said I'm the greatest
Put a hundred grand on this scale
A hundred grand for my belt
Put a hundred grand on his head
Bet a hundred grand he gon' tell, boy
We don't count money we weight it
c*ck it back and spray it
Don't move it, unless I OK

[Verse 1: Lil Reese]
Three hundred deep we ain't playing
We can't count this sh*t, too many bands
Don't ship and move it till' we see it
You can't owe me sh*t, you better pay it
I'm getting f*cked up for that bread
We don't take sh*t, we ain't playing
Extorting n*ggas, they gotta pay it
Money coming in, I gotta weigh it
Get out of line, sh*t we spraying
That get you going for them bands
And it's just us
f*ck what they saying
Can't f*ck me, without f*cking my mans
So b*tch what's your plan
You gon' f*ck, or keep playing
I'm getting kicked out, that's the plan
When we coming through, we ain't playing
Shots fired, it ain't my mans
I ain't seen sh*t, what you saying
Pull up in a benz
f*ck her and her friends
[Chorus: Hell Rell]
I said I'm always rocking the latest
c*ck it back and spray it
Extort sh*t and you better pay it
We don't count money we weight it, boy
We don't count money we weight it
c*ck it back and spray it
Your b*tch said I'm the greatest
Put a hundred grand on this scale
A hundred grand for my belt
Put a hundred grand on his head
Bet a hundred grand he gon' tell, boy
We don't count money we weight it
c*ck it back and spray it
Don't move it, unless I OK

[Verse 2: Hell Rell]
I got bands all in my hair
Bands all in my pocket
That boy get out of line
sh*t we might launch that rocket
My lawyer beat the case up like domestic violence, women
Threw him one hundred racks, plus paid for
He's good on college tuition
f*ck with me, you might end up missing
I got it low for them pigeons
I got, three ice crosses on my neck, but I'm no Christian
I came through topless
Damn Rell, where your roof is
f*cked her all at my old house
I'm gonna kick her out of my new crib
Don't keep bricks where I stay
No n*gga, I'm not stupid
I don't love that b*tch
I was never shot by cupid
They talking rows, I ain't been rocking them
Talking cars like I ain't been copping them
Been crashing them
Benjamin's is my best friend
I been stacking them
Killers on a payroll
That b*tch is on the speed dial
The D.A. was mad
Should of seen her face, when I beat trial
I need a new benz
I need a new Glock
We got the city f*cked up
Plus my di*k is her new drug
[Chorus: Hell Rell]
I said I'm always rocking the latest
c*ck it back and spray it
Extort sh*t and you better pay it
We don't count money we weight it, boy
We don't count money we weight it
c*ck it back and spray it
Your b*tch said I'm the greatest
Put a hundred grand on this scale
A hundred grand for my belt
Put a hundred grand on his head
Bet a hundred grand he gon' tell, boy
We don't count money we weight it
c*ck it back and spray it
Don't move it, unless I OK
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