Counterfeit

Counterfeit Song Text

Rich b**ch, rich b**ch
Na-na, na-na-na
Ching, ching, ching, ching
La-la, la-la-la
I make the blick sing
Na-na, na-na-na

Counterfeit, counterfeit
Counterfeit, counterfeit

Me and my b**ch got matching titties
She got Fountain Baby tatted 'cause she f**king with me
Drop and do a 150
Need some itchi gitchi ya when I'm in the city
Honestly, I don't give a f**k!
I'ma run that sh*t up!
I'ma pump that b**ch up!
I spend money her (clap clap)
Money her butt
Fifty hotties on me, stuck
Middle Eastern shawties
Count my millions

Rich b**ch, rich b**ch
Na-na, na-na-na
Ching, ching, ching, ching
La-la, la-la-la
I make the blick sing
Na-na, na-na-na

Counterfeit, counterfeit
Counterfeit, counterfeit

I just got back to the crib and she already naked
Thirty b**ches in the crib and they all getting paid

Big bank walk
Take when big bank talk
Tokyo diamonds, shine something awful
I hit the b**ch with the nigga start to feel awkward
I reminisce and kiss the cash 'cause really that's my baby
Count it up, f**k it up is all I do lately
Them b**ches on my nerves, all of 'em out here looking crazy
Matrimony, Ama married to the money on a daily
Count it up

Rich b**ch, rich b**ch
Na-na, na-na-na
Ching, ching, ching, ching
La-la, la-la-la
I make the blick sing
Na-na, na-na-na

Counterfeit, counterfeit
Counterfeit, counterfeit