Fantatwotimes - Breadwinner Lyrics

Been countin' them racks and that's all I know
I'm gettin' my money, we stackin' that shit up
Been countin' them racks and that's all that we do
I'm gettin' my money, we stackin' that shit up
I'm countin' them motherf*ckin' racks and thats that
I pass that lil' bitch like a motherf*ckin' layup
They talkin' that shit, but I tell them to shut up
Been countin' them racks in a Bentley Bentayga

They talkin' thats shit, but I tell them to shut up
We countin' the money, the paper, the racks
Fanta man gettin' the money, the paper, the racks
We gettin' the money, we stackin' that shit to the max
We stackin' that shit to the ceiling, you know that we winnin
I wake up, I count up, I'm Blessed, it's back to the motherf*ckin' sinning
Keepin' them twenties and fifties, it's back to the bread and we winnin

Think you the shit, bitch, you not even the fart, I'm gon' keep on shittin
I'm in New York and I'm gettin' as high as the motherf*ckin' buildings
Queens get the money, we been gettin money, you know where that shit is
No suit or no case, we walkin' in margiela, we standin' on business

I call up my bros and you know we get money, you know we bread-winning