Shop Open
Mmm Mmmm
I'm just countin up my blessings
Cause I kill it with no effort
And yes I do apply that pressure
I'm just countin up my blessings Cause I kill it with no effort
Added the sauce to the pot
They plottin they watchin
They want what I got
Too hard to top
They want me to flop
I'm Kerr with the shot
Two left on the clock
Embid on the block
Get moved off yo spot
Ain't buyin y'all opps
They must've forgot
I opened the shop
Added the sauce to the pot
They plottin they watchin
They want what I got
Too hard to top
They want me to flop
I'm Kerr with the shot
Two left on the clock
Embid on the block
Get moved off yo spot
Ain't buyin y'all opps
They must've forgot
I opened the shop
Got partners
With big toys like Sean Carter kids
I stay with the kid like a ball pin
I'm big dog and I plan on leavin paw prints
We round trip
Where y'all been
Runnin my back end up
Iced out like hockey pucks
We pull up in real big trucks
Test me tryin yo luck
Ball like I play for the Bucks
Swear every line got punch
Runnin then digits up
And I'm not in a rush
Look
I got some fits comin in
I need a plate for my kin
I need a M and a win
I stay in the lab like I'm Ben
Cookin up raps like I'm Vic
Mj one on my kicks
On go no time for a pit
Like Roddy I'm trynna get rich
Quick
Added the sauce to the pot
They plottin they watchin
They want what I got
Too hard to top
They want me to top
I'm Kerr with the shot
Two left on the clock
I'm Bid on the block
Get moved off yo spot
Ain't buyin y'all opps
They must've forgot
I opened the shop
Added the sauce to the pot
They plottin they watchin
They want what I got
Too hard to top
They want me to flop
I'm Kerr with the shot
Two left on the clock
I'm Bid on the block
Get moved off yo spot
Ain't buyin y'all opps
They must've forgot
I opened the shop
Ballin like the Lakers
I'll let ya meet ya maker
Make em do the Macarena
I never switched heard you a trader
I been crunk since like the 80's
But Prime a 90's Baby
And my wrist look like a glacier
I get paper like a staple
Parked the porches in the stable
Now they watchin me like cable
And my cards not on the table
But they see the moves I'm making
I get ghost on y'all like Taken
In the house like Ronald Raegan
Go to the lot and leave it vacant
In a foreign like I'm racin
Mmm Mmmm
I'm just countin up my blessings
Cause I kill it with no effort
And yes I do apply that pressure
I'm just countin up my blessings
Cause I kill it with no effort
I'm just countin up my blessings
Cause I kill it with no effort
And yes I do apply that pressure
I'm just countin up my blessings Cause I kill it with no effort
Added the sauce to the pot
They plottin they watchin
They want what I got
Too hard to top
They want me to flop
I'm Kerr with the shot
Two left on the clock
Embid on the block
Get moved off yo spot
Ain't buyin y'all opps
They must've forgot
I opened the shop
Added the sauce to the pot
They plottin they watchin
They want what I got
Too hard to top
They want me to flop
I'm Kerr with the shot
Two left on the clock
Embid on the block
Get moved off yo spot
Ain't buyin y'all opps
They must've forgot
I opened the shop
Got partners
With big toys like Sean Carter kids
I stay with the kid like a ball pin
I'm big dog and I plan on leavin paw prints
We round trip
Where y'all been
Runnin my back end up
Iced out like hockey pucks
We pull up in real big trucks
Test me tryin yo luck
Ball like I play for the Bucks
Swear every line got punch
Runnin then digits up
And I'm not in a rush
Look
I got some fits comin in
I need a plate for my kin
I need a M and a win
I stay in the lab like I'm Ben
Cookin up raps like I'm Vic
Mj one on my kicks
On go no time for a pit
Like Roddy I'm trynna get rich
Quick
Added the sauce to the pot
They plottin they watchin
They want what I got
Too hard to top
They want me to top
I'm Kerr with the shot
Two left on the clock
I'm Bid on the block
Get moved off yo spot
Ain't buyin y'all opps
They must've forgot
I opened the shop
Added the sauce to the pot
They plottin they watchin
They want what I got
Too hard to top
They want me to flop
I'm Kerr with the shot
Two left on the clock
I'm Bid on the block
Get moved off yo spot
Ain't buyin y'all opps
They must've forgot
I opened the shop
Ballin like the Lakers
I'll let ya meet ya maker
Make em do the Macarena
I never switched heard you a trader
I been crunk since like the 80's
But Prime a 90's Baby
And my wrist look like a glacier
I get paper like a staple
Parked the porches in the stable
Now they watchin me like cable
And my cards not on the table
But they see the moves I'm making
I get ghost on y'all like Taken
In the house like Ronald Raegan
Go to the lot and leave it vacant
In a foreign like I'm racin
Mmm Mmmm
I'm just countin up my blessings
Cause I kill it with no effort
And yes I do apply that pressure
I'm just countin up my blessings
Cause I kill it with no effort
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Writer(s): Shatavia Mona Moore
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