Miscount (feat. Pertinence)

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Vic Nasty

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Walk in the party and say there's a miscount
'40 on me, that's a big round
Walk in again with a bigger now body count
Better watch your groupie, that's a rebound
Talk all that shit but you ask for a discount
Shawty be quiet but roll loud
GTA racing my Lambo in compoud
8-4 score on the board when I come 'round
Damn, I don't got time for that talking stuff
Run up on me and you know that my rocket tucked
ATM runs and I'm filling my pocket up
Money when she sees my digits she wanna f*ck
Damn, me and my crew still gon run it up
Shorty beside and she always gon f*ck it up
Damn, red light I'm running you're outta luck
Flooring it swerving my lane while they bumping us
Revving my engine on racing stuff
Dusting me off and I stay winning outta touch
1-2-3-4 and you see that I'm blasting off
Talking down gang then you just gon be outta luck
Powderpuff bitches on me cause I'm buying stuff
Flocking like birds when they see me supplying stuff
Damn, bank account 21, living up
Run up my numbers and no I ain't talking tough
Damn, I don't want trouble by ghosting I just wanna stay always cashing them
Uh wait
Money supplying, I'm counting my digits run up then I'm blasting them
Uh hold up
Bouncing around the town meeting and greeting say don't put a caption up
Uh sike
3 new Lambos at my crib right now waiting for me to go crashing them
Skrrt
I've been tryna catch the beat
Grinding like I'm finna be
Stacked against the odds
The f*ck you talking 'bout? You isn't me
Stinging like a killer bee
Venomous the enemy
Better be indigenous, I'm killing everybody
See the way I came up, seen too much of the Hennessy
Packing all my bags, finna hit the town like Renegade
Anyways, fame flows slower than molasses
Passion, seeking for the glory like it's never been an accident
Don't try to bump with us, snap your esophagus
Back in the place, imma go make my mark on this
Don't try to start with us, I'm with the barking bruh
Snap on your bitch like a twig in the parking lot
They don't want clout til I'm running their houses up
Bunch of young brothers I promise we make it out
Bending the brackets, I'm packing and stacking out
Back in the back and figure we get it all
Walk in the party and say there's a miscount
'40 on me, that's a big round
Walk in again with a bigger now body count
Better watch your groupie, that's a rebound
Talk all that shit but you ask for a discount
Shawty be quiet but roll loud
GTA racing my Lambo in compoud
8-4 score on the board when I come 'round
Damn, I don't got time to be chasing when all on my mind be the riches
Shoe game be fuego and I whip a foreign I got triple figures
Shooting your shots but don't faze me, you missed by like a couple inches
And I might even pull out the poll on my hip just to show you that my finger iches
You bunch of lil bitches
Laces may be linen
My races stay winning, my bars always spitting
My bank always filling when money I'm counting I'm stacking it tall just to blow it the quickest
I'm first when I finish, new record on Guinness
The best in the business, you all just a witness
Stright outta the clinic rocking Joran 1's and Louis on my hoodie, guap ain't got not limits
Said ain't got no limits
Haha, ight bro, let's get it
Uh

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