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the little things
Together we will find...


Chorus
Life is a song
Love is the music
Live in the moment 
Make it count

Post
Make it count
Make it count
Make

Hashtag - no make up, it's the truth
That is what they say, they do it night and day

Post baby, post baby - count the likes and soak 'em in
Post baby, post

n***as hoe (fuck with a n***a)
You should fuck with my n***as hoe (fuck with a n***a)
Throw this money bet you she gone pose
Post up count the check all I

Can not be stopped
You can get popped
Up it's stuck
They loading the Glock
No corner store setting up shop
Count up a lot Post on the block
Post

Sharing their books with no real ideas
Writing a thesis that people been seeing
Living in a weird dream
Like 200 posts count for seven fucking billion

Chorus
Let’s all count to ten!
And then do it over again!
1, 2, 3 4…
Do you want to count some more?

Post Chorus
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Do you

that's from the coast 
I'm about to drop an album 
I ain't even finna post 

Count on God he do the most 
Thanks to him we make a toast 
I ain't drop nun

else
Why I can't accept the cards we're dealt
And I wish that I wasn't used to
But it always feels like deja vu
Every time I see your post count up

in your head, where just beggars and thieves with their lies
Go to sleep
With your Post It Apology
Count all the waves that could never drag in that

the waste I hate waste more than I love food 
They post Count Bass and caption it mood
Opened for Devin the Dude and got booed
You're nobody til you get sued

Aye 
Bet you ain't know yo bitch like to Go 
Post her online
Count racks in her face 
Yea I got you 
Come here baby 
Feel this doe 
Say that pussy

post up and count these racks
I'm try'na post up and count these racks
Running in circles, a cul-de-sac
You know me I get way too attached
You think you

better make it count

POST-CHORUS)
I can do dat, I can do dat
I can do dat, I can do dat

VERSE 2)
To win a race, fuel ya body good n healthy
Working out,

hunnids sticky count post it notes
Whenever i point you're supposed
When i fuck, got her running that's Usain Bolt
Tough on the net, nigga you ain't bold

these fake hoes get them from around me
She like JT bout his money bout his money
Man he never count me

[Post-Chorus]
See the money on me that’s private

to the chase
Cut off lose ends had to cut off the snakes
Every pic that I post tryna count tryna count every band
I was down on my dick I ain't call on a man
I

cry
Can't get off me yeah she drive me like a chauffeur
I buy her anything but I can't ever post her
Count this money then I laugh at you like joker
He

you do it
They sent yo bro to surgey heard he ain't make it thru it
Ima do dirt all by myself these niggas ratatouille
He post a count down to his

to
Avoiding heartbreak when post-mortem calls
Don't count that your dreams will fade
They've only just began to show color
Flowering into our success
The sun is

on the gram but ion swipe I prolly post my shit and leave
Prolly count the money twice I made that shit a rule to me
Brand new keltec hold a fifty don't get

I'ma count this money like I post to it, I'ma fuck these hoes like I post to it, I'ma whoop
these spawns like I post to it, Snark on them niggas

I don't know, where I go
in the middle of the night
chest gets tight 
the little man, circles my bed post

no oxygen, count to ten
shear terror, no

Can't trust a nigga wit for shit,

You Envious count favors,

Twist crud

post where I want,
Spark up count paper,

Get em boxed up by a fan, blue

have a post code


Look
So they aint sending me shit
Had to come up from the bottom
Ain’t no sympathy here
Orchestrate the whole thing
But aint not