Count Up

Yeaaa Hey
Screaming
Death to all of my opps gotta slide with a mac
Roll em and smoke em up put your Og in a wood this some gas
I smash the pedal then i drop the clutch V8 i might crash woah
Covid 19 keep it safe
Im fucking her wearing a mask yea
Slatt Baby I count it up count it up count it up count it up
Woah
Put rocks on my wrist no baseball my diamonds they mounted up
Im not no barber but i get him lined up
Forever im street you pussy dont know why you signed up

Rockstar foreal
I get on the beat then i rock out
I count up these racks in the morning i don't wanna fuck got her slurping these kids out
Opps aint about what they talk about
Pay off my youngin too slime him out
Im super high my head in the clouds
My flow too wavy might surf the crowd
Wooahh
Surf surf surf surf
Pop me a oxi im outta my body dont feel shit
I put the tats on my face and Chanel for the drip
Watch on me flooded its worth bout a quarter brick
Streets took my heart i turned to a bandit
I race to the money srt im smashin it
(Mmmmm)
Yea the whole gang we pull up wit choppas and aks we kill that noise
The glitchy on me get em buried buried
Proposed too the streets i got married married
Gotta watch out for niggas they turn to jerrys
They turn to a snitch they too scary scary
Kapital jeans I aint ordinary

Screaming
Death to all of my opps gotta slide with a mac
Roll em and smoke em up put your Og in a wood this some gas
I smash the pedal then i drop the clutch V8 i might crash woah
Covid 19 keep it safe
Im fucking her wearing a mask yea
Slatt Baby I count it up, count it up count it up count it up
Woaaah
Put rocks on my wrist no baseball my diamonds they mounted up Hey
Im not no barber but i get him lined up
Forever im street you pussy don't know why you signed up

Imma rockstar foreal
Yea yea
Imma rockstar foreal
Yea rockstar foreal



Credits
Writer(s): Billy Motshepe
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