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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Babyface Ray
Babyface Ray
Vocals
Bossman Dlow
Bossman Dlow
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marcellus Register
Marcellus Register
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rich Treeze
Rich Treeze
Producer
Grant Kirkhope
Grant Kirkhope
Producer
Peter A. Barker
Peter A. Barker
Mastering Engineer
Jacob Stewart
Jacob Stewart
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Cezar Barretto
Cezar Barretto
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Rif
Rif
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bitch
I've been countin' money all day, sittin' back, callin' plays
The coupe sit so low to the earth, now watch it crawl away
Just to get my **** Snoopy back, I'd give it all away
I used to rock the Don C's every outfit back when dog was gray
I was showin' love, smilin' for you back when y'all was straight
Hustlin' for the money, tryna get up out my momma place
Bills paid, money straight, I'm fresh as hell but runnin' late
She say she don't know what to do with you, I told her, "Run away"
I just went two days, I'm through with the drank, now I got stomach pains
Right now, I'm gettin' hyphy off this Telsa with my stunna shades
My lil' **** wanna get high when that money made
**** tryna to hop on when we took off, this another train
We ain't got no business, even speakin', if you fuckin' lames
You ain't got no business even thinkin' you can fuck with Face
She like, "How that's a Sprite when that bitch purple grape?"
I drive and pick it up, the foreign scratch away
[Chorus]
Countin' money all day, been countin' all day
Countin' money all day, we countin' all day
I done came a long way, I came a long way
I done came a long way, I came a long way
Countin' money all day, I'm countin' all day
Countin' money all day, I'm countin' all day
I done came a long way, I came a long way
I done came a long way, I came a long way
[Verse 2]
Big Za
I been counting money all day, I came a long way (Bitch)
I'm in LA dropping 40 like Lebron James
Yeah, moving too fast on that drank, I done went the wrong way
I say, "Bae, you in good hands like this AllState"
****, when you speaking on my name, don't forget I'm a go-getter
I ain't got no time to play, and I ain't playing with no ****
Crackers on my trail, they label me a dope dealer
I was fuck **** free before you even heard GloRilla
I'm in LA making plays like the Clippers, baby
Walk in the mall and spend a thousand on some slippers, baby
I'm flying state to state, networking with killers, baby
Dog **** with dog shit, I'm Dlow Clifford, baby
Real street ****, I was in the trenches every night
Pop that pussy, baby, I get you what you like
My diamonds dumb, every time you see 'em, they want to fight
I'm on first class flights eating chicken and rice
[Chorus]
Countin' money all day, been countin' all day
Countin' money all day, we countin' all day
I done came a long way, I came a long way
I done came a long way, I came a long way
Countin' money all day, I'm countin' all day
Countin' money all day, I'm countin' all day
I done came a long way, I came a long way
I done came a long way, I came a long way
Written by: Devante McCreary, Grant Kirkhope, Kurtrel Bridgeforth, Marcellus Rayvon Register
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