First, I'm counting my money, yeah, stack it to the ceiling Every single dollar, just confirms this winning feeling. Then I'm counting my honeys, on my way to catch a flight Different city, different sweethearts, shining in the fading light. Stacks and sweethearts, yeah, that's just how my story goes From the paper trails to pretty faces, everybody knows.

Stacking my money, stacking my honeys

Stacking my money, stacking my honeys