"Money Counter" lyrics - PLAYBOI CARTI

[Intro:]
Ayy
Beat
Ayy, ayy
(Plugs)
Money counter, fuck a bank
Money counter, fuck a bank (Cash Carti)
Uh, ayy, ayy, yeah (Carti, Cash Carti)
Yeah, ayy (Yeah), ayy, ayy
(Plugs)

[Chorus:]
Robin jeans with the wings
She pop a bean and fuck my team (Fuck my team, yeah)
Ridin' with a triple beam and I put that shit on everything
Lookin' like I robbed a bank
Triple Cs made her faint
Servin' fiends, switchin' lanes
Money counter, fuck a bank
(Plugs)
Money counter, fuck a bank
Money counter, fuck a bank
Triple Cs made her faint
Servin' fiends, switchin' lanes
Money counter, fuck a bank
Money counter, fuck a bank
Money counter, fuck a bank
Money counter, fuck a bank

Uh, on my jewelry, man
I spent that on my jewelry, man, uh
On my jewelry, man
I can't tuck no jewelry, man, uh
Really 'bout them bands
I'm like, "Fuck the jury, man," uh (Bands, bands, bands)
Nigga, ain't playin'
Boolin' with my toolie, man, uh
(Plugs)
With my toolie, man
Trappin' with my fully mag, uh
With my fully mag (Trap)
Blowin' on that stupid stank (Yeah)
It was just the other day (Yeah)
Damn, I couldn't make a play (Yeah)
All a nigga had was faith (Yeah)
Now I'm countin' every day, yeah (Yeah, every day, yeah, Cash Carti)

[Chorus:]
Robin jeans with the wings
She pop a bean and fuck my team (Fuck my team, yeah)
Ridin' with a triple beam and I put that shit on everything
Lookin' like I robbed a bank
Triple Cs made her faint
(Plugs)
Servin' fiends, switchin' lanes
Money counter, fuck a bank
Money counter, fuck a bank
Money counter, fuck a bank
Triple Cs made her faint
Servin' fiends, switchin' lanes
Money counter, fuck a bank
Money counter, fuck a bank