Hand Count the Cake

Yeah

Recognise

Bronzeman

Wattup

Money to the ceiling

From million dollar dealings

You in the way of a bullet from the spot of a villain

I am at a finer billing

Shit I like to kill it

Complements from women

My entire linen

This that diamond life

Check how I'm shining bright

You can't stare for long I could blind your sight

These hoes is lice show they behind for likes

I plan to rule the world when the time is right

You niggas stay as a bitch

Still stained with shit

I pass brain's to bitch

When I aim the fifth

Moved game of fish

I turned the pain to bliss

I fix the change

Now it's champagne or the best

Yay

I reach my goals for the set pieces

Fucking shack cause I'm constantly moving chest pieces

Send you heaven cause you ain't met Jesus

Cut from a different cloth I belong to the best species

Hand count the cake

Let it circulate

Ain't no poverty

Increase the murder rate

Dead Presidents

Cobra face Lorenz Tate

Low money make my hand shake

Hand count the cake

Yeah

Hand count the cake

Let it circulate

Ain't no poverty

Increase the murder rate

Dead presidents cobra face

Lorenz Tate

Low money make my hand shake

Hand count the cake

Not all that glitter gold

All my niggas cold

My killers on the road

They kill you for the law

Kill you for the glaw

I do it for the dog

Make it clear to the sheep

I am still a goat

Any day roofless

Y'all know who the truth is

Don't even try to count me out

You will look stupid