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Dollars
Crankdat
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Bryce Vine
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We count our dollars, every day
We stack this money, our own way
And we can lose it all, and baby get it right back
Make a couple dollars and we blow it like that
Blow it like that
Under the panic of doom
We hum a dissimilar tune
Third eye, bird eye
Seeing a similar view
Third eye, bird eye
Feeling a similar mood
We're ready to fall, ready to crash
Come when you ready to bloom
Align minds with the like minds and I fight for it
When I'm online and I'm offline, nigga write for it
And we walk in, better crank that
Free booze, better drink that
Living dumb rich, where the bank at?
Where the bank at?
I will mess with the scent of marijuana on my sleeves
Wear the vest to you bitter niggas blowing hella steam
Complex for you unbelievers
Nah, money ain't but a dream weaver
We count our dollars, every day
We stack this money, our own way
And we can lose it all, and baby get it right back
Make a couple dollars and we blow it like that
Blow it like that
Call it dumb luck, I've been dumbstruck
Caught a fortune, threw it right back
Spent it all once
Call the bank up in Dubai or somethin'
Tell 'em buy us somethin'
We up in the sky or somethin'
Somewhere high or somethin'
Oh, and hell yeah, I chill with that
Yeah, I call up Jack, yeah, we dap
Now we on the track, yeah, we on the map
Where we at?
Down in the city where they crank more
Any town, any city where they crank more
I will mess with the scent of marijuana on my sleeves
Wear the vest to you bitter niggas blowing hella steam
Complex for you unbelievers
Nah, money ain't but a dream weaver
We count our dollars
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