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all of my niggas count that
There’s no fakes in the squad, I don’t allow that
And you ain’t a lame, but you around that?
I see what I wrote so
And see

hands wanted just fall on her ass, but I suffered
And one more and another such dance
I can’t count all minutes I stand
We were talkin’ on different

This shit
I'm like uh huh

People they counted me out
While I was sleeping on the couch
I didn't have no friends
No bands
Now I can't count the account

you now
Let them girls talk, they’ll always be around
The only 6 I ever touched are zeros that I count
Plenty in my account, plenty to go around
So girl

wasn’t chasing clout
I see you niggaz got the game fucked up
Fucked up
Zero balance when you count my fucks
No fucks
So if you niggaz out here dissing 
I

your mouths
Remember when I was broke I'm still broke but I'll pick up some money and count (splash)
Nigga you follow the rules (rules)
Before I go pick

to count it right
From this side
This side

From this side all we do is get the Dow
All these n*gas just dey talk got none to show
We out side and am selling

Damn!

All in they face man is sad, 
Imma parlay and just count out this cash 
On give a fuck if they mad 
Money the mission um chasin’ a bag 
You know

Shawty be telling me it's my world. 
I didn't know that I had the juice.

I put the team on my back like Luka.
I'm a real good shooter. 
Count up this

nothing to me
I can do this shit for days
Yeah
I stay balanced like a tight rope
I can count this money with my eyes closed
You don't get it like an inside

sorry mess 
Like sorry miss 

When you hear this put it on repeat
I feel like KID Acid, I can’t be beat 
Teach you a lesson, take a seat 
Count yo

Leave 'em all in shocked
Make 'em walk
Talking gonna get yo ass blocked cause

I'm locked in
We gonna get you out
Got hundred bands
We gonna count it all

juss count a 100 thousand while in puffing my swisher

Ooh)

I been down on my dick, tryna bounce back
I'm a make a hater sick, when I count that
Sliding in with Lil 6, blowing loud pack
You ain't even got

please catch a break now?

Plan a breakout cause this routine feel like prison
Every step counts that's why I move with precision
One wrong move

hain aaj bhi

They wanna struck me Down
I don't know what they gain but i amma Bounce 
Feeling low trapped up every sec counts.
Friends and family they

count days
Since born vows, ya've worn out of pressure em hit, learn waves
Ya wan scorn hopes, leave lawn fo tops cant do either, got break cage, 
Ya

swamp and count apostrophes 
Just listen to the money speak 
Got strippers on the pussy willows 
Liquor got my stomach weak 
Disguise on when I leave my

seconds
Count it Uno Dos

(Skrttt)

Ridin right beside me
You’d look Super Dope

(Super Dope)

Police almost tried me
Shit was Super Close

(Damn)

Lately I

for my day
I don't dream a lot at night 
Had to say goodbye to vibe but well just count it as a highlight
High life might not be all that great
Ok lets

another kiss fore ur run out)
My lips are all you´ll ever know n ever known


(I look in ur eyes)
I count the stars 
(How could you be so small in my arms)

My skin and bones, a shallow tomb
Just count the nights until I let go
 
I spent my whole life tryna' do shit the right way
Tried to make ends

of me darkskin
Put in de figars
Say dem fighting off extinction
You can count on figar in
Rely upon and take into consideration
Dem a calculate dem

bomb the ting
You'll be out for that 3 count (pap, pap, pap)
And you'll be grabbing on the sheets,
I'll be making you tap out,
Coz if I do your body like