Verse1: To Miami, b**h we're drivin' In the sea we are divin' Broken Boys are in the drive-in (We are starving Playin too much starwing) Got ma falafel on the plate Chicken peas, tastes great We just hanging at the library We always drunk at our winery If you ask me for a date b**h I'm always too late Gonna f** her anyway Smoke in my lungs / like I'm Charlie Sheen While I listen to yung lean Why you're throwing up gang signs? Go and take snow caine lines (f** the police We pop mollyyyyysss) Hook: All this money I'm countin While b**hes do some pountin And all d** are around me b**hes always found me When I'm high like a mountain We have no recording deal Cause we stay real Verse 2: b**h, get on your knees b**h, call me a money-g Cause you're my honeybee In my room and outdoors We're poppin these pills We're droppin our sk**s We're paying all bills We've got hunnid dollar bills We've got money in our bags We've got mary jane in stacks Look at this Bill Gates, he is deeply in debt We are takin over rap Punchin all these rap f*gs None / of them / is on my tracks Cause I got my own swag And these weirdos are so whack So here I got it, do you see my stack Lots of Benjamins in my pocket Kahee Boys here, we rock it Hook: All this money I'm countin While b**hes do some pountin And all d** are around me b**hes always found me When I'm high like a mountain We have no recording deal Cause we stay real Outro: Falafel on the plate I'm always too late Money in my pocket Don't wear bucket (hats) I'm mothaf**in high, smokin h**n I'm high in the sky, sippin purple lean Broken Boys on deck we'll be back, like Arnie All these boring b**hes getting horny