Video Money Counter de Travis Scott 2025 Cristiana Lyrics

Travis Scott - Money Counter Lyrics

[Intro: Sauce Walka]
Ooh-wee
Shh, splash
(Fred, shoot, Fred, shoot)

[Chorus: Sauce Walka]
Told that bitch, "Bring me five hundred thousand"
Once I make a hundred million, I'ma go buy me an island
Smoke big 'za while I fly Brazilian, extra 10K for the pilot
LV jacket change, chameleon, don't disrespect me with a stylist (Brr)
My birds drop shit the wildest
Hit his miss, eat all the Pop-Tarts from the kids, I'm being childish
Bro, I fill this liquid six all in my wheels, this cup a downer
New lil' bitch like eatin' fish, I told her, "Go swim for a flounder"
All we really like to hear is the fuckin' money counter (Frrt, beep)

[Verse 1: Sauce Walka]
Countin' it up 'til it break
Droppin' Wockhardt in the shake (Woo)
Shе started minimum wage
Put her down a diffеrent way
Gave her a whole different game
Took her away from the lames
Then she came back with the change
Cuban link I got her cost a sixty
Way before I gave her that, lil' baby brought me three-fifty
Oh my Lord, that ass is fat, she stole that Rolex from a gypsy
Brought me six blue bank rolls, I'm playing marathon for Nipsey
This codeine, bae, I ain't tipsy
We keep it drippy, got smoke for hippies
Sos' just dropped Tris in a Simply
My son got swings on a ten-speed
Soo-woo, Blood gang, what the lick read?
Bitch so fine, I let her kiss me
But I'm still gon' need a fifty
Pepto-Bismol on the Bentley
Fuck the feds, free Sanch' and Drippy
[Chorus: Sauce Walka & Travis Scott]
Told that bitch, "Bring me five hundred thousand" (Ooh-wee, shit)
Once I make a hundred million, I'ma go buy me an island
Smoke big 'za while I fly Brazilian, extra 10K for the pilot (Drip)
LV jacket change, chameleon, don't disrespect me with a stylist (Brr)
My birds drop shit the wildest
Hit his miss, eat all the Pop-Tarts from the kids, I'm being childish (Woo)
Bro, I fill this liquid six all in my wheels, this cup a downer (It's young Jack from the MO, shit)
New lil' bitch like eatin' fish, I told her, "Go swim for a flounder" (It's young Jack from the MO, ooh-wee)
All we really like to hear is the fuckin' money counter (Beep, beep)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
It's young Jack from the MO (Woo, woo)
She in QV, new to Lake O (Woo, woo)
She wetter than Meadow Creek (Woo, woo)
I had to pick up the flow (Woo, woo)
When Sauce was breakin' a ho (Woo, woo)
When JT was kickin' a door (Woo, woo)
Me and Eight out on the road (Let's go)
Ever since that check said, "Hundred million" (Woah)
They talkin' shoes when I'm in Poland (Woah)
I'm designin' up a buildin' (Woah)
Inside thuggin', above the nation (Woah)
Designin' Lambos, I'm Siciilian (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm just tryna free the children
Pilot asked me where the wheels went (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
In the H, it's how I'm feeling
I took a six in the seven, I'm washin' it down with the Wock', I'm already gone
I showed you the pull in the back, she sweared she was out at the beach, didn't know you at home
I pass to my sidekick, my nigga can get that too, but I pass him my phone
Just hit me before twelve 'cause after I drop this four, I need to be alone
[Outro: Sauce Walka]
Told that— me five— me five hundred thousand (Ooh-wee)
Once I make a— million— million, I'ma go buy me an island
Sm— while I fly— while I fly Brazilian, extra 10K for the pilot (Drip)
L— 'ket— L— 'ket change, chameleon, don't disrespect me with a stylist (Brr)
My birds drop sh— 'ildest— 'ildest
Hit his miss, eat all the Pop-Tarts from the kids, I'm being childish (Woo)
Bro, I fill this li— 'ix— li— 'ix all in my wheels, this c— 'owner— 'owner
New lil' bitch like eatin' fish, I told her, "Go swim for a flounder" (Ooh-wee)
All we really like to hear is the fuckin' money counter