DJ E-Feezy - Smokin' Weed Countin' Money lyrics

[Intro: DJ E-Feezy] You see? It's four necessities in life f**in the baddest b**hes you only see on TV Sippin on that GT in the VIP Smoking the best weed from out of the country And countin this money Preferably by the hundreds [Verse 1: Flow] Red Chuck Taylors, red laces with my red socks Red bandana round my gun with the red dot And I only smoke Swisher Sweets out the red boxes Bangin' like a rifle, I'm bloody like a headshot Smoking on blunts wit the number one stunna And he don't even roll em, he just gut em then he stuff em Since I'm with Young Money all these hoes wanna f** me But I'mma big dog and they tryna have puppies Y'all better bool out before we stomp yall n***as I'm from the east but I front just some uptown n***as Yea b**h, you better learn how to thank ‘Fore I put this skateboard up and go and get that thang [Hook: Flow] I need to call up the herb man So I can smoke a whole pound with The Birdman Yea, yea you know I'm smoking scummy And I'm bloody, if you aks me what I'm doin I'mma say I'm countin money I like smoking weed and countin money (We ain't doin nothing but get money over here) I like… It's Millz Smokin weed and countin money [Verse 2: Jae Millz] Boy you moving too fast, don't make me park ya Still runnin with that 9 on me like Tony Parker Bout that green like a Celtic fan, no doubt harder I see mo green like I'm watchin The Godfather Blue Dream in a swisha like where do I begin The dollars, the euros, the pounds or the yen On the jet with Birdman, we gon smoke about 10 When we land I'm getting off that b**h, blowin smoke in the wind Straight reckless but I'm paid is the message You n***as all signed the full of hate records I'd k** for my watch, I'd die for my necklace And I'll ride for every motherf**er, reppin what I'm reppin YMCMB [Hook: Flow] I need to call up the herb man So I can smoke a whole pound with The Birdman Yea, yea you know I'm smoking scummy And I'm bloody, if you aks me what I'm doin I'mma say I'm countin money I like smoking weed and countin money I like… smokin weed and countin money [Verse 3: Birdman] Marble floors, mansions, the big house 20 acres, 20 cars on them big mountains In the condo livin life Top flow vibe, start 5 mics A million cash off of Sasha sheets Alligator on the concrete Put my swag to the ceiling ho Big money on the marble floors We cash in and cash out And get this money through them back routes Holiday is everyday 100 million from them hard ways [Hook: Flow] I need to call up the herb man So I can smoke a whole pound with The Birdman Yea, yea you know I'm smoking scummy And I'm bloody, if you aks me what I'm doin I'mma say I'm countin money Countin money Smokin weed and countin money Countin money Smokin weed and countin money [Outro: Birdman] Uptown n***as Shoot first, ya understand? Real n***a sh** Got the lil homie with ya You know what it is n***a YMCMB up nothing Gorillas and goonas yea More money than I ever seen On my triple beam Yea Purple in my sh** It's bigger than life boy