Counseling by Money Making Sace Lyrics
[Intro]
90 percent of the time I have no idea what the fuck I'm talking about
HUH, I hit that
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Jigga what’s happening
[Hook: Money Making Sace]
It go black skully
Black hoodie
Black jeans, hella' rich
Fuck a lick I'm finna’ kill the fuckin' president, (BITCH)
Type of nigga take a rubber off, and bust all on her clit
I bet you never heard a youngin get to spillin' all this shit
When Sace die, make that bitch an open casket
Bet the government done murked me, caught a motherfucking lackin'
Had a talk with the fam, it's okay I don't need counseling
Leanin' off the edge, dam-near falling off the balcony
Stronger than a pulley, bitch I pull myself up
Taking Kung-Fu classes, hit you with some nunchucks
I'm a grown ass man, still watching anime
Watching Paid in Full and Belly, while I’m fuckin’ on bae, (Ha-ha)
Crazy nigga, but not ever lazy nigga
Maybe I'm the normal one, and see the fuckin’ picture, (motherfucker)
Honestly this world demonic, please don't let it take control
Cause' if you lose balance, baby you another lost soul
[Chorus: Money Making Sace]
Let me buy a diamond chain, just to flex like a slave
Let me buy a new bitch, just to cum on her face
Let me rent out a Chrysler, and whip it like a Wraith
Let me rock this Gucci with a K, so I can feel okay
Lil bitch
[Bridge: Money Making Sace]
Death
Death, is an allusion
Remain humble, but fierce
Love yourself, please, dear God, love yourself
Chase whatever you love
And I just hope
I just hope them demons ain't get you
Cause they coming
They fucking coming
BOW!
[Hook: Money Making Sace]
It go black skully
Black hoodie
Black jeans, hella’ rich
Fuck a lick I'm finna' kill the fuckin' president
Type of nigga take a rubber off, and bust all on her clit
I bet you never heard a youngin get to spillin' all this shit
When Sace die, make that bitch an open casket
Bet the government done murked me, caught a motherfucking lackin'
Had a talk with the fam, it's okay I don't need counseling
Leanin' off the edge, dam-near falling off the balcony
Stronger than a pulley, bitch I pull myself up
Taking Kung-Fu classes, hit you with some nunchucks
I'm a grown ass man, still watching anime
Watching Paid in Full and Belly, while I'm fuckin' on bae
[Post Chorus: Melodys Tune: Money Making Sace]
You know me, yeah yeah
You know me, yeah yeah
You know me, yeah yeah
You know me, yeah yeah
You know me, yeah yeah (Bow, bow)
You know me, yeah yeah
You know me, yeah yeah
You know me, yeah, (Slap you in yo' fuckin' shit)
90 percent of the time I have no idea what the fuck I'm talking about
HUH, I hit that
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Jigga what’s happening
[Hook: Money Making Sace]
It go black skully
Black hoodie
Black jeans, hella' rich
Fuck a lick I'm finna’ kill the fuckin' president, (BITCH)
Type of nigga take a rubber off, and bust all on her clit
I bet you never heard a youngin get to spillin' all this shit
When Sace die, make that bitch an open casket
Bet the government done murked me, caught a motherfucking lackin'
Had a talk with the fam, it's okay I don't need counseling
Leanin' off the edge, dam-near falling off the balcony
Stronger than a pulley, bitch I pull myself up
Taking Kung-Fu classes, hit you with some nunchucks
I'm a grown ass man, still watching anime
Watching Paid in Full and Belly, while I’m fuckin’ on bae, (Ha-ha)
Crazy nigga, but not ever lazy nigga
Maybe I'm the normal one, and see the fuckin’ picture, (motherfucker)
Honestly this world demonic, please don't let it take control
Cause' if you lose balance, baby you another lost soul
[Chorus: Money Making Sace]
Let me buy a diamond chain, just to flex like a slave
Let me buy a new bitch, just to cum on her face
Let me rent out a Chrysler, and whip it like a Wraith
Let me rock this Gucci with a K, so I can feel okay
Lil bitch
[Bridge: Money Making Sace]
Death
Death, is an allusion
Remain humble, but fierce
Love yourself, please, dear God, love yourself
Chase whatever you love
And I just hope
I just hope them demons ain't get you
Cause they coming
They fucking coming
BOW!
[Hook: Money Making Sace]
It go black skully
Black hoodie
Black jeans, hella’ rich
Fuck a lick I'm finna' kill the fuckin' president
Type of nigga take a rubber off, and bust all on her clit
I bet you never heard a youngin get to spillin' all this shit
When Sace die, make that bitch an open casket
Bet the government done murked me, caught a motherfucking lackin'
Had a talk with the fam, it's okay I don't need counseling
Leanin' off the edge, dam-near falling off the balcony
Stronger than a pulley, bitch I pull myself up
Taking Kung-Fu classes, hit you with some nunchucks
I'm a grown ass man, still watching anime
Watching Paid in Full and Belly, while I'm fuckin' on bae
[Post Chorus: Melodys Tune: Money Making Sace]
You know me, yeah yeah
You know me, yeah yeah
You know me, yeah yeah
You know me, yeah yeah
You know me, yeah yeah (Bow, bow)
You know me, yeah yeah
You know me, yeah yeah
You know me, yeah, (Slap you in yo' fuckin' shit)