Bossgame - I Dig Countin Cash lyrics
[Bossgame - I Dig Countin Cash lyrics]
You can't come with me you
No can't even roll
You can't hit my weed no
You cnt smoke my dope
I won't break no bread wit yo goofy ass
Im in love with money I dig counting cash
You can't come with me no
You no can't fucking
Roll you can't hit my weed no
You cnt smoke my dope
I won't blow break bread wit ya goofy ass
Im in love with money I dig counting cash
The only thing I dig nigga is
Counting up a B roll
You ain't getting money ussa a zero
So you can stop flexin like a hero
Play around you get smashed with the Dracos
Real niggas move when I say so
Everywhere I go im bout my bankroll
Rip to Street yea Bankroll
KK why they love me down on Flat Shoals
Mob tied pit'sburgh yea the back road
Me and Veli Sosa at the Red Store
Blowing on Kiesha no young Dro
Now they wanna ride wit me but
Not when I was dead broke
I grew up in the projects where
I learned to sell dope
So free my boy Freaky Ty
And the God Tyetie Bo
That nigga their suspect he know
He can't fucking roll
So free my boy Freaky Ty
And the God Tyetie Bo
That nigga there suspect he know
He can't fucking roll
You can't come with me you
No can't even roll
You can't hit my weed no
You cnt smoke my dope
I won't break no bread wit yo goofy ass
Im in love with money I dig counting cash
You can't come with me no
You no can't fucking
Roll you can't hit my weed no
You cnt smoke my dope
I won't blow break bread wit ya goofy ass
Im in love with money I dig counting cash
Everybody watching me like a
Nigga was a sitcom
Got that thirty round stick on me
I guide the toolie with my left arm
Bullets in here longer than a shaq arm
One squeeze now you dead on your front lawn
You can even ask my brother ron ron
I put in work since master p had the last don
Now I want the house with the duck pawn
Couple pit's and a son best friends shawn
Whos mama just left her boyfriend tron
Feeling down now we on shots of the avion
They laugh when I was dead broke
But now they want to come around
See a nigga in the club
Trynna give me fake pound it's
Bossgame the New Face
I pour out Dom Perignon And I ain't even
Up yet I do it for the dead and gone
Its Bossgame the New Face I
Pour out Dom Perignon
And I ain't even up yet I do it
For the dead and gone
You can't come with me you
No can't even roll
You can't hit my weed no
You cnt smoke my dope
I won't break no bread wit yo goofy ass
Im in love with money I dig counting cash
You can't come with me no
You no can't fucking
Roll you can't hit my weed no
You cnt smoke my dope
I won't blow break bread wit ya goofy ass
Im in love with money I dig counting cash
No can't even roll
You can't hit my weed no
You cnt smoke my dope
I won't break no bread wit yo goofy ass
Im in love with money I dig counting cash
You can't come with me no
You no can't fucking
Roll you can't hit my weed no
You cnt smoke my dope
I won't blow break bread wit ya goofy ass
Im in love with money I dig counting cash
The only thing I dig nigga is
Counting up a B roll
You ain't getting money ussa a zero
So you can stop flexin like a hero
Play around you get smashed with the Dracos
Real niggas move when I say so
Everywhere I go im bout my bankroll
Rip to Street yea Bankroll
KK why they love me down on Flat Shoals
Mob tied pit'sburgh yea the back road
Me and Veli Sosa at the Red Store
Blowing on Kiesha no young Dro
Now they wanna ride wit me but
Not when I was dead broke
I grew up in the projects where
I learned to sell dope
So free my boy Freaky Ty
And the God Tyetie Bo
That nigga their suspect he know
He can't fucking roll
So free my boy Freaky Ty
And the God Tyetie Bo
That nigga there suspect he know
He can't fucking roll
You can't come with me you
No can't even roll
You can't hit my weed no
You cnt smoke my dope
I won't break no bread wit yo goofy ass
Im in love with money I dig counting cash
You can't come with me no
You no can't fucking
Roll you can't hit my weed no
You cnt smoke my dope
I won't blow break bread wit ya goofy ass
Im in love with money I dig counting cash
Everybody watching me like a
Nigga was a sitcom
Got that thirty round stick on me
I guide the toolie with my left arm
Bullets in here longer than a shaq arm
One squeeze now you dead on your front lawn
You can even ask my brother ron ron
I put in work since master p had the last don
Now I want the house with the duck pawn
Couple pit's and a son best friends shawn
Whos mama just left her boyfriend tron
Feeling down now we on shots of the avion
They laugh when I was dead broke
But now they want to come around
See a nigga in the club
Trynna give me fake pound it's
Bossgame the New Face
I pour out Dom Perignon And I ain't even
Up yet I do it for the dead and gone
Its Bossgame the New Face I
Pour out Dom Perignon
And I ain't even up yet I do it
For the dead and gone
You can't come with me you
No can't even roll
You can't hit my weed no
You cnt smoke my dope
I won't break no bread wit yo goofy ass
Im in love with money I dig counting cash
You can't come with me no
You no can't fucking
Roll you can't hit my weed no
You cnt smoke my dope
I won't blow break bread wit ya goofy ass
Im in love with money I dig counting cash