Blessing
Count my blessings like my racks
Spend that shit then make it back
When I leave they talking smack
Reason why these niggas whack
I hop in the whip
I swerve then I dip
She think that I'm rich
She don't about me
I'm repping the streets
These niggas is weak
I pray for the team
We pray for the win
All of my niggas is raging
We need to double the cake
You need to pick up the paste
Meeting I'm 2 hours late
They told me to drop the tape
Don't advice from the fake
Ima cash out with bae
Get the fuck out of my face
I take my time, I know they hating on mines
I multiply, call out the gang and divide
Don't hit my line, if you ain't talking about price
I put my dick on your bitch, bitch I'm the cure for a dyke
Johnny white got your bitch doing the splits
I'm alright I just need to ice my wrist
Hell of flows for these hoes is what it is
Hell of dough for my mans is what I need
Count my blessings like my racks
Spend that shit then make it back
When I leave they talking smack
Reason why these niggas whack
I hop in the whip
I swerve then I dip
She think that I'm rich
She don't about me
I'm repping the streets
These niggas is weak
I pray for the team
We pray for the win
Spend that shit then make it back
When I leave they talking smack
Reason why these niggas whack
I hop in the whip
I swerve then I dip
She think that I'm rich
She don't about me
I'm repping the streets
These niggas is weak
I pray for the team
We pray for the win
All of my niggas is raging
We need to double the cake
You need to pick up the paste
Meeting I'm 2 hours late
They told me to drop the tape
Don't advice from the fake
Ima cash out with bae
Get the fuck out of my face
I take my time, I know they hating on mines
I multiply, call out the gang and divide
Don't hit my line, if you ain't talking about price
I put my dick on your bitch, bitch I'm the cure for a dyke
Johnny white got your bitch doing the splits
I'm alright I just need to ice my wrist
Hell of flows for these hoes is what it is
Hell of dough for my mans is what I need
Count my blessings like my racks
Spend that shit then make it back
When I leave they talking smack
Reason why these niggas whack
I hop in the whip
I swerve then I dip
She think that I'm rich
She don't about me
I'm repping the streets
These niggas is weak
I pray for the team
We pray for the win
Credits
Writer(s): Esmeraldo Machado
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