We don’t need no motherfuck’ money machine
T-Raww pulled up on me in a motherfuckin’ Lamb
We like to touch it, touch it, touch it

Jumpin’ on my dick, jumpin’ on my dick, jumpin’ on my dick
Runnin’ through the set, runnin’ up a check, runnin’ through the bag
‘Cause I’m countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
I just closed a big deal, lookin’ through my email
We like to touch it, touch it, touch it
Got my own show just to show you
We don’t need no motherfuckin’ money machine
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
[Verse 2: A.E.]
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids

Jumpin’ on my dick, jumpin’ on my dick, jumpin’ on my dick
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
I’ma bachelor, I ain’t got no boo, it’s all be solo and nobu
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumpin’ on my dick, jumpin’ on my dick, jumpin’ on my dick
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
[Verse 1: Tyga]

Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no motherfuck’ money machine
T-Raww pulled up on me in a motherfuckin’ Lamb
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We like to touch it, touch it, touch it
Two girls asked me what I’m gon’ do, I said both of you
Nigga, go that way, nigga, go that way
Heard the rumours ’bout you were so true, you thirsty and you ain’t got no juice
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Young Nobu, we at the go-thru
Niggas want beef but they Tofu
‘Cause I’m countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
Nigga put the swag, nigga put the cash, nigga put the bag
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
In the club, throwin’ racks and I got swag bustin’ out the bag
Runnin’ up a check, runnin’ up a check
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a motherfuckin’ Lamb
[Verse 3: Tyga]
Yeah, that Ferrari just foreplay
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Music, baby, that’s a good move They like G.O.O.D.
Yeah, she do the same things them hoes do and that makes her a hoe too
In the club, throwin’ racks and I got swag bustin’ out the bag

Runnin’ through the set, runnin’ up a check, runnin’ through the bag
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Turn a freeway to a speedrace (Skrrt)
‘Cause I’m countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Drop out but I’m pullin’ drops out, got my cock out like I told you
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Uh, bought that whip off the show room (Skrrt, skrrt)
[Chorus: Chief Keef & Tyga]
[Chorus: Chief Keef & Tyga]
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
[Chorus: Chief Keef & Tyga]
In the club, throwin’ racks and I got swag bustin’ out the bag
Bitches come this way, bitches wanna kiss me
We like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
I don’t trust you as far as I can throw you
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Runnin’ up the set, throwin’ up the set, bitches on set
Techs with a tech if a nigga play me, bitch
We don’t need no motherfuckin’ money machine
Watch this shit sell like Adele, yeah
Yeah, got bitches in the hallway

And gettin’ bread somethin’ that we toast to
Runnin’ through the set, runnin’ up a check, runnin’ through the bag
Yeah, everybody know me, bitch
We don’t need no motherfuckin’ money machine
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
All my day ones is my go-tos
Countin’ hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Uh, drunk off the sake and the soul juice, yeah, drop out, pull up in a old school, ooh
We don’t need no motherfuck’ money machine
We like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
Don’t be actin’ shit about the fam
Dope in the stash, dope in the stash, hoes in the back
Ch-ch-chop it up like Pro Tools
Don’t be readin’ shit in Daily Mail
White diamonds drippin’ like ’02