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[Hook] I’m 20 bees, a hundred sixty G’s I been balling all week I'm counting money in my sleep No sleep, my body feel weak and I ain’t had time to eat I’m counting money in my sleep I’m caked up right now I gotta check I’m checking bottles to the neck I’m counting money in my sleep I’m counting money all day, I’m counting money all day I’m counting money all day, I’m counting money in my sleep Oh right about now, I’m blowing cash In this low lane cruising I’m too hot to go fast I put some brand new lights in my benz and in my stashes A fully loaded mag turkey bags full of gas When we touch down then we celebrate Watch me get trippy, watch me elevate Money ain’t an issue now I spend it when I get it Limo tinny with about three or four bitches in it And now I’m with my money get a rush when I’m counting Lost a pack in the mill I thank God when I found it In the club we’re making fucking light show Where the ice and the bottles that we buy, I’m counting money [Hook] I’m 20 bees, a hundred sixty G’s I been balling all week I'm counting money in my sleep Letras de cancionesNo sleep, my body feel weak and I ain’t had time to eat I’m counting money in my sleep I’m caked up right now I gotta check I’m checking bottles to the neck I’m counting money in my sleep I’m counting money all day, I’m counting money all day I’m counting money all day, I’m counting money in my sleep Right about now I’m getting bread with a bad little bitch Little mama give me head, While I’m floating and I'm sip on my potion I’m in the bossin got the loudest shit in the city look what I’m smoking And my cherry red chevy with the top down They’ll be like damn what just mother fucker bout now I bought a new home, a little Louie and some Prada A 55 inch flat screen for my daughter We bout a hundred thousand dollar for tomorrow just to flex In the club try to show up if you wanna I pull up with them ballas shut collars and piranhas Shout out to my plug them talk thousand Tijuana [Hook] I’m 20 bees, a hundred sixty G’s I been balling all week I'm counting money in my sleep No sleep, my body feel weak and I ain’t had time to eat I’m counting money in my sleep I’m caked up right now I gotta check I’m checking bottles to the neck I’m counting money in my sleep I’m counting money all day, I’m counting money all day I’m counting money all day, I’m counting money in my sleep Right about now I’m caked out No no chips I put the pearl face out I bet you cry when you look down the barrel I’m on the pharel with a bitch I like bitches but she straight as an arrow Had the money coming in so fast I’m looking out like it, damn I know this won't last We hit the strip club and make a movie money flies in the air The way she look it at me like she wanna fuck me right here And right about now, you really got me a check Why you got your glass up or take the shit to the neck Yeah I’m blowing kush smoke and I’m pissing my whip You got a brand new paint job that can't be out wit I’m counting money [Hook] I’m 20 bees, a hundred sixty G’s I been balling all week I'm counting money in my sleep No sleep, my body feel weak and I ain’t had time to eat I’m counting money in my sleep I’m caked up right now I gotta check I’m checking bottles to the neck I’m counting money in my sleep I’m counting money all day, I’m counting money all day I’m counting money all day, I’m counting money in my sleep From Letras Mania