dealer plated

Singer:belly

countin' dirty money

getting faded

gold chains

gun's nickel plated

whoo! eyes dilated

fuck around and you can die later

foreign cars

getting faded

i spend a hundred large dealer plated

went and got a woman named haley

i was counting dirty money. getting faded

and if you're talking 'bout that money

dawg

well tell my niggas they can have it all

whoo! countin' money

getting faded

c-c-counting money

getting faded

fuck your mixtape

fuck your compilation

you're no longer in the conversation

i don't do this for the compensation

i don't do shit in moderation

me and god got our own relation

fuck a session this a congregation

fucking bitches

that's consummation

{i swear this shit is an abomination}

this energy is intoxicating

i get you drunk over conversation

look

they stand and watch

making observations

i'm trying to fuck with no complications

bitch!

i ain't one for the confrontation

my dawgs pull up make accommodations for you

like a holiday or a long vacation for you

we gon' find a whole new location for you

underground till i'm underground

underdog till i'm under god

i can never be one of y'all

i don't fuck with like none of y'all

hm

make another comment

walk around with your under-armour like

i won't pull up

and put bullets all through your under garments

damn

hot-headed but we cold-hearted

if you can't finish

why you gon' start it

tell his mama i'm so sorry

i send her roses

there's bodies under my rose garden

that's so retarded

damn

i ain't one for the arguments

and she treat my dick like a monument

damn

stay on the tree like an ornament

wait- i think he's onto us

can we please just get on with it?

countin' dirty money

getting faded

gold chains

gun's nickel plated

whoo! eyes dilated

fuck around and you can die later

and if you're talking 'bout that money

doll

well tell my niggas they can have it all

whoo! you niggas violating

fuck around and get annihilated